Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Kerry's breath hitched, her body trembling as Ravina's fingers pressed against her asshole, her voice a dark purr. "Yes, Ravina..." Her voice was a velvet whisper, her gaze locking onto Mitt. "I'm his."

I watched Kerry as she mocked Mitt, her voice dripping with defiance, her fingers still wrapped around my cock like she owned it. There was no anger in her eyes—no betrayal, no resentment. Just pride. Just the smug satisfaction of a woman who knew she was chosen. Who knew she'd get my cock again—and again—and again.

My gaze shifted to Ryan, his face twisted in humiliation, his body tense as he knelt bound on the ground. The other men were already staring at him, their expressions a mix of shock and disgust.

"Ryan..." My voice was a dark purr, my smirk cruel as I locked eyes with him. "Don't worry." My fingers trailed over Kerry's waist, my touch possessive. "I'll definitely make Aunt Hina pregnant with my child."

Mitt's head snapped toward Ryan, his voice a snarl. "Ryan?! What the fuck is going on?!"

The other men followed, their voices a chorus of outrage.

"Ryan, you traitor—!"

"What the hell did you do?!"

Ryan's face burned crimson, his jaw clenched, his gaze flicking to the ground. He didn't answer. He couldn't. Not when the truth was so filthy. Not when he knew I'd already broken him.

I chuckled, my voice a velvet taunt as I stepped closer, my cock still hard in Kerry's grip. "Let me tell you." My smirk deepened, my gaze sweeping over the captured men. "Ryan here asked me to fuck his woman." My voice dropped to a dark purr. "Begged me, actually."

The men's faces twisted in shock, their voices a mix of disbelief and rage.

"You what?!" Mitt's voice was a snarl, his body straining against his bonds.

"You let him?!" Another man spat, his face contorted in disgust.

Ryan's breath hitched, his face burning with shame, his voice a choked whisper. "I—I didn't—"

"Oh, but you did," I cut in, my voice a dark growl. "Remember, Ryan?" My smirk was cruel, my gaze locking onto his. "How could you not get hard for Hina?" My fingers trailed over Kerry's hip, my touch possessive. "How your cock just wouldn't work?"

Ryan's face twisted in humiliation, his voice a broken whisper. "I—I—"

"So..." Kerry's voice was a slow, velvet purr, her fingers stroking my cock as she locked eyes with Ryan. "You begged him to fuck your woman?" Her laughter was dark, her free hand resting on her hip as she tilted her head, her gaze sweeping over the other men. "And here I thought you were the man of the house, Ryan."

Kerry's voice was a breathless whisper, her eyes wide as she looked between me and Ryan. "The herbs were just excuses..." Her fingers stroked my cock absently, her voice a dark murmur. "And you were breeding Hina in front of Ryan... all night... for those two nights..."

I nodded, my smirk cruel, my gaze sweeping over the stunned men. "That's right."

Mitt's laughter was a sharp, mocking bark. "Oh, this is.....!" He leaned forward, his bonds straining as he grinned at Ryan, his voice dripping with scorn.

"The great Ryan—the leader—couldn't even fuck his own woman!" His laughter grew louder, his voice a cruel taunt. "Had to beg a boy to do it for him!"

Ryan's face burned crimson, his jaw clenched so tight it looked like it might shatter. "Shut the fuck up, Mitt!" His voice was a snarl, but there was no conviction in it. Only shame.

Tusk let out a low, mocking chuckle, his voice a dark growl. "Pathetic." He shook his head, his gaze sweeping over Ryan with disgust.

"Couldn't even get it up for your own woman." His laughter was a deep, rumbling sound, his voice a cruel taunt. "Had to watch while someone else bred her."

Ryan's breath hitched, his body trembling as the mockery washed over him. "I.. I had no choice—!"

"Oh, you had a choice," I cut in, my voice a dark growl, my fingers tightening around Kerry's waist. "You could've walked away." My smirk was cruel, my gaze locking onto his. "But you didn't." My voice dropped to a velvet taunt. "Because you wanted it."

Kerry's laughter was a dark, melodic sound, her fingers tightening around my cock as she watched Ryan squirm. "Oh, Ryan," she purred, her voice dripping with mockery.

"Did you enjoy watching Dexter fuck Hina?" Her free hand trailed down her body, her fingers brushing over her pussy, her voice a dark murmur. "Did you like seeing her take his cock?" Her smirk deepened, her gaze locking onto his. "Did you cum just from watching?"

Ryan's face twisted in humiliation, his voice a broken whisper. "I—I—"

"You did," I cut in, my voice a dark growl. "You loved it." My smirk was cruel, my gaze sweeping over the other men.

The men erupted into laughter, their voices a chorus of mockery.

"Pathetic!" Mitt's voice was a snarl, his gaze locked onto Ryan.

"Couldn't even fuck his own woman!" Tusk's laughter was a deep, rumbling sound, his voice a cruel taunt.

"Had to beg for it!" Another man spat, his face contorted in disgust.

Ryan's breath trembled, his body trembling as the laughter washed over him. "I—I—"

"You wanted it," Kerry cut in, her voice a dark purr. "You needed it." Her fingers tightened around my cock, her gaze locking onto his. "You needed to see her take his cock." Her voice was a velvet taunt, her fingers stroking my cock, her voice a dark murmur. "To hear her moan his name." Her smirk deepened, her gaze flicking to me. "To know she was his."

Ryan's face burned with humiliation, his voice a broken whisper. "I—I—"

"And you know what's the best part?" My voice was a dark purr, my smirk cruel as I locked eyes with him. "Now, you only get hard when you watch me fuck her." My voice dropped to a velvet taunt.

"When you see her take my cock." My fingers tightened on Kerry's waist, my voice a dark growl. "When you hear her scream my name."

Ryan's face twisted in rage, his voice a snarl. "You bastard—!"

Kerry's laughter was low and mocking, her voice a cruel purr. "And you know what else, Ryan?" Her fingers tightened around my cock, her gaze locking onto his. "He's going to do it again." Her voice was a velvet taunt, her fingers stroking my cock, her voice a dark murmur.

Ryan's face burned with humiliation, his voice a broken snarl. "You bitch—!"