I y there with blood flowing down the sides of my face. My nose was shattered. I burned inside of shame and anger. I knew that we were not near each other in strength. But to see that it was so great a difference was difficult to swallow. Slowly I rose to my feet and looked around at everyone that surrounded me. Women and men all watched in shock that I was cast down the day after my ascension into womanhood.

  Turning I walked angrily back to the hut. Along the way I saw my male. He cowered at the food pits desperate to get one of the morsels being handed out to the cn. Fresh beasts were being strung up and bled. Gourds of blood being handed out for the people to drink. I loomed over him while blood ran down my face. Somehow he knew I was there.

  Scrambling, he knelt and cowered at my feet. Pulling him up I sniffed at his mouth and nose. The potent smell of cooked meat wafted off of him and fresh blood. The stains on his lips showed he had his portions. “Come,” I demanded as I stalked back towards my hut. My ears twitched as he shuffled after me.

  I entered and saw a passed out Aphiwe and Melokuhle stood with a rge pot of water that I could hear sloshing. The scent of my blood soon filled the room as I locked eyes with my woman. However I did not desire her. I wanted the male I had shamed, dominate him fully. “Take the girl, bring her to the sparring rings and have her practice more. I will come summon you when I am ready to have you return.”

  Melokuhle scooped up the sleeping child and held her close. They shuffled off around me as the male whimpered and cowered behind me. I turned to him and saw the bruises now dark and angry cover his body. In one swift movement I pushed him on the bed and straddled him.

  Hot anger filled my face as my eyes began to water. I watched as my blood dripped down my face and fell upon his chest. Soon though tears followed as I grimaced against the flood of emotions. Reaching down I grabbed his cock and started to stroke it to hardness. I would fight away all these feelings, I would let myself fall into carnal pleasure.

  His blood flowed into his length as it plumped up in my hand. The male was still and silent as he waited for me to strike or choke him again. I looked at him, “I name you. You are Bongani now. You serve Aphelele Ade.” As I spoke to him, crying and bleeding onto his stomach he seemed to rex, his cock growing to full hardness.

  I spit on my hand and smeared it along the head of his cock to lubricate him. Lifting my hips I brushed his head against the lips of my pussy along the fur teasing myself. I closed my eyes trying to lose myself in the feeling of this moment. I could feel the hot tears squeezing themselves out of my eyes as sobs choked my throat. Taking my feelings I crushed them down, and in that moment sank Bongani’s cock into my quivering folds.

  Slowly and far less aggressively I slid him into my tunnel. I would only get a small amount of penetration before my dry walls would begin to resist the throbbing shaft of my male. In those moments I stopped and pulled back as we worked together to bury himself inside me. It took several slow deliberate thrusts before our hips met and I was sitting fully together.

  That tight feeling of fullness radiated through my belly. I sat there soaking in the feeling of it all as his pulse raced along his length letting me feel his heartbeat deep inside my pussy. I felt my own heart slow down as I began to lift and drop my hips a few inches at a time. My breath shuddered as I fought to focus only on this moment and not when I was sitting in the dirt. Struck down by my own mother.

  My hips grew more aggressive as I struggled for control. My body demanding more stimution to combat the growing sense of anger. A drive to overthrow my own mother and cast off the shackles that she wanted to put me in as some sort of breeding bitch.

  I bent over bracing my weight on Bongani’s chest as I smmed us harder and harder together. The padding on the floor shifted with every smack of flesh as I couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. They flowed as I sobbed, choking on tears as snot joined what was dripping from my face as they spttered on the male’s chest. Desperate to forget what I was feeling I tried to reach out and grab my orgasm and force it into being.

  I felt hands wrap around my arms and I grew more furious. I rode harder until it made my pussy ache with how much I was smming down on him. I closed my eyes against the tears as I felt the orgasm finally building up inside me. Legs began to burn with how fast and hard I was riding Bongani below me. I stirred the guts deep inside my pussy as I raced towards the climax that would relieve me of these emotions. This anger and the pain in my chest. Over and over I remembered kissing Ade’s feet and her kicking me away. The lectures and demands that I become nothing more than a breeding bitch after I had proven myself.

  Finally I forced my orgasm into being and froze as I pressed deep down. I felt my cock twitch and shoot ropes of cum out of its tip smearing itself all over the male’s chest as I was rocked with orgasm. Hoping beyond anything that it would wipe away this feeling inside me. I gasped holding myself there. Then the pleasure went away, it was washed away not by anger but by a deep sadness.

  Shudders ran through my body, knowing something needed to be done the male took a small amount of control from me and in return gave me tenderness. He thrust gently up stimuting me gently as he wrapped arms around my side and pulled me down to press my chest against his. My cock sandwiched between the hardness of my stomach and his soft ft tummy. The angle of him slowly pumping inside me was pleasant as he kissed and licked my neck. I arched my back as he shoved my breasts towards his mouth and he took a nipple into it. He licked and pyed with it as the slow gentle sex was given to me.

  Sadness melted away slowly to something else, a desire for something beside carnal pleasure. Like it but so different. I felt him rub a whole different area of my inner flesh. I couldn’t help but stare into his accepting eyes as a light filled the area between us. I felt something draining in me as the bruises on his body began to fade and the pain in my nose lessened.

  At the same time as the pain leaving me a hot burning pleasure filled it in return. My skin grew hot as I was suddenly overtaken by a powerful and potent orgasm deep in my pussy. His hard cock fattened as my muscles cmped down, locking him in pce. A small bit of fear radiated off Bongani as he found his release. A flooding of cum filling my quivering pussy as I had a quiet, potent orgasm. I found myself gasping as we shuddered quietly.

  Gone was the angry fucking and in its pce was relief of my burning hatred. This was so different. So filling. My heart was calm in its beating as I slid my body down pressing my breasts against his chest and away from his tending mouth.

  The kiss I had earlier with Melokuhle filled my mind. The soft tenderness and welcoming nature of it. The eyes of Bongani were filled with the same feeling. I didn’t know what I was doing fully when I pressed our lips together in that gentle nature.

  “You’ve cast Healing Light x2. 10 mana expended. You’ve brought pleasure to another, +5XP.”

  I was confused, the turmoil in my soul that had just raged quenched like a burning chunk of iron in oil. I sat up, my mind feeling like it was wrapped in cotton. I looked around the room at everything that I had accomplished in my life. It amounted to so little.

  ”A-a-are y-you going t-to hit m-me now?” Bongani asked meekly as I felt my body rejuvenated and full of energy. I slid off of him and sat at the edge of my bed. I could feel his cum drip out of my pussy lips. Mother would have her males lick her clean. Did I want that though? Or did I just want to bask in whatever that feeling of acceptance was.

  ”No,” I said with conviction. “Go fetch me the water and my rag.”

  Nervously he slunk by me getting a wet cloth and handing it to me. I lifted my cock out of the way leaning back to get the right angle and wiped the cum off my pussy. Eyes closed I sighed, rubbing myself clean. I handed it back to Bongani who took it reverently.

  ”A-a-anything else m-my Q-queen?” He bowed his head to me.

  ”I am not Queen. Call me Aphelele or mistress. I grow tired, fetch me the child Aphiwe and Melokuhle. Bring them to me.” I met the eyes of Bongani not in challenge but in that strange way we had shared moments ago. Something stirred in me and I began to wonder if the influence of Hathor was doing something to me deep inside.

  I sat back and brought up my character sheet. I needed to level up. If I was ever going to be strong I needed to spend my experience. Now was a great time.

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  Name: Aphelele Ade

  Padin of Pleasure and Love

  Statistics

  Strength: 16 (+1)

  Agility: 13 (+2)

  Toughness: 17 (+2)

  Intelligence: 11

  Wisdom: 11

  Charisma: 14

  Mana: 10/10

  Skills:

  Spearmanship lvl 3 (0/15xp) +2 Levels

  Shield Usage lvl 2 (0/10xp) +2 Levels

  Tracking lvl 1 (0/5xp)

  Lovemaking lvl 1 (0/5xp)

  Spells:

  Healing Light lvl 1 (0/5xp)

  Inspect lvl 2 (0/10xp) +1 Level

  Feats:

  Aura of Pleasure

  XP to spend: 2

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