"My love, you have to do something about that little bastard."
Said a brown-haired woman.
"Ahahah, since when are you afraid of that brat?"
Responded a man who looked to be in his early thirties, with black hair and beard, brown eyes that seemed to show slyness, but the thing that most caught the man's attention was his physical size, his arms looked like tree trunks, with shoulders as big and wide as mountains, and the most striking thing was his height, so tall that he looked like he could cover the sun.
"What's scary about the little brat? Is he by any chance an eight-star warrior?" "Hahaha." the man laughed as if he had heard a hilarious joke.
"You don't understand the bra..."
"What wouldn't I understand?"
In an instant the woman's body was gripped by fear, the man who at that moment previously laughed and joked merrily disappeared, now the man looked at her with mischievous eyes, as if he was analysing her, to judge something or someone, who ? or what ? only those mischievous eyes could know, but accompanying that look was a small smile, as if to say "are you kidding" or "seriously," it was just a smile, but it was as if he had said a thousand words in one gesture, but from the woman's point of view one thing was certain, a thousand words but no positive ones.
"Sorry, I didn't mean that ...I'm sorry.
"I would nev.."
"So I wouldn't have understood?"
"It wasn't...."
"So I wouldn't have understood?" The man said again , but this time he got up from his throne of wood and fur, slowly approaching the woman without changing his expression, with still that tiny smile on his face.
At this point the woman was completely gripped by fear, her eyes were tearing almost like a waterfall about to fall, and the only thing that seemed to hold back the tears was the woman's willpower, perhaps to maintain her dignity or not to make the situation worse; at the same time the woman was trying to convince her husband that it was not her intention to discuss her authority, and that it had been a misunderstanding, in a submissive voice, but out of fear the only thing the woman could say was gibberish and half sentences.
"I...di.nn" "Ple..se" "Plee"
Meanwhile, the man approached the woman, slowly but firmly, like a predator approaching prey .
"Ple, ple di, what the fuck are you trying to say, did someone eat your tongue or did you hit your head and become retar***"
The man said again with a smirk on his face and still approaching the woman.
The woman and the man were now one step away from each other, but something unexpected happened.
"What are you doing?" said the man, whose face showed a hint of confusion, interest, and bewilderment.
With his head down and tears in his eyes, he could see that the woman was on her knees bent over herself.
"Please forgive this fool who dares to doubt your power."
"And if I do not forgive you, what will you do?" the man replied in a stern tone,
"And now what will you do?"
The woman at that moment knew that if she did not do something she would probably be beaten to near death."
["if I don't do something I will end up like her"].
The woman took off the dress that covered her torso and chest, showing tits of modestly impressive volume.
"My love, let me make it up to you," said the woman in a seductive tone.
"Then let me see your apology."
The woman on her knees, removed her panties and bras, grabbed the man's cock and began to suck.
"HA!HA!HA!" the man laughed like a maniac as if possessed.
"I knew it, you are my favorite whore after all."
During all of this, there were two pairs of eyes watching what happened , a boy no more than 12 years old, who had been hiding upstairs, barely peeking out so as not to be noticed.
"I would like to continue, but there are more urgent things," The husband said to his wife as he was getting his cock sucked.
The man grabbed the woman's hair with his left hand , tossing her on the floor away from his saliva-covered cock.
"Margaret I forgive you for this time, but next time I will not be so generous."
"Yes, I am such a generous man, the tribe is lucky to have me as a tribe leader," said the man as if he believed his own words,
"HA!HA but before I forget."
"Cluba come out," the man said, looking in the direction where the boy was hiding.
Hearing the man's voice, the boy came out, "Hello father."
"Why did you hide?
"Because I didn't want to disturb the important discussion between mother and you."
"HHAHA" "You are really a good son," he said, continuing to laugh as if amused by the answer "Well, well OK now go and tell your brothers that in about three and a half hours we will have important guests, so tell them to get ready and come to the main hall."
"Understood, father."
The boy opened to leave, but heard from his father one last sentence, "It's not nice to spy on other people's conversations, I hope it never happens again son."
Cluba's heart stopped for a moment, as if a hand grabbed his heart and then released it violently "Of course father," said the boy bending his body torso 60 degrees forward before leaving.
"Good, now Margaret where Horus."
The woman wiped the saliva around her mouth and said, "I sent him to the Dark Forest, he should be back soon," the woman's voice was still strained and frightened but stable more than before.
Alone!!!?" said the man in a shocked tone.
"I knew you were a slut, but not a stupid slut."
"But I did as you always commanded me, did I by any chance make a mistake? "If so please forgive my stupidity" the women bowed her head face to the ground to show submissiveness [" Since when does he care about Horus?"].
"You idiot, I have my reasons for sending him alone, but today was not the right day, we have special guests, if negotiations with our guests fail , I will hold you responsible."
After verbally reprimanding the woman, the man shouted, "Lionel," at her cry a bald humus with a moustache entered the giant wooden mansion.
"My lord, you called me."
"Yes, Hous went into the dark forest to hunt a dark boar, I want you to take ten men into the forest, it is essential that you bring me the dark boar for dinner."
"What about Horus? What should we do with him?" Lionel asked his lord.
The man looked at Lionel "I don't care, I want the boar as soon as possible."
"At your command, Lord Andreat."
--Dark Forest.
["After two hours I found them".]
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