Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

I watched Jennifer, her body still trembling from the intensity of what we’d just done. She quickly washed her asshole, her hands shaking as she cleaned away the remnants of my cum, her legs barely able to support her. The sight of her like this—vulnerable, used, and utterly mine—sent a wave of satisfaction through me.

Without a word, I scooped her up in my arms, carrying her to the bed. She didn’t protest, her body limp and pliant as I tucked her in, pulling the blanket up to her chin. Her eyes were already heavy with exhaustion, her breath slow and steady as she drifted off almost instantly.

I stepped out of the room, leaving Jennifer to sleep, and made my way to the living room. The sofa was cool and inviting, and I sank into it with a sigh, my body still humming with the aftereffects of the night. I closed my eyes, the weight of exhaustion pulling me under almost immediately.

After what felt like only a few minutes, I sensed someone approaching. My eyes flickered open, and there she was—Angela, her silhouette framed in the soft light as she moved toward me.

She didn’t say a word, just lowered herself onto me, her body fitting against mine as if it were made for it. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, and within moments, we both drifted off to sleep on the sofa, the world outside forgotten.

When we woke, the sun was already high, casting golden streaks across the room. Angela stirred first, her body shifting slightly against mine before her eyes fluttered open. She looked up at me, a slow, knowing smile spreading across her lips.

”Good morning,” Angela murmured, her voice still husky with sleep, her body pressed warmly against mine. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over her features.

I smirked, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin. ”Morning,” I replied, my voice low and relaxed.

Angela shifted slightly, propping herself up on one elbow to look at me. ”Dexter,” she began, her tone turning more serious, ”all the things inside the fortress have been arranged. Even outside the fortress, those people have calmed down. Some women are even willing to come over here with their girl children, leaving their husbands behind.”

I nodded, a small, satisfied smile playing on my lips. ”Hmm... that’s good.” It was exactly what I wanted—control, order, and loyalty.

Angela hesitated for a moment before continuing. ”But the women from the tribe that you brought back... we still have problems communicating with them.”

I waved a hand dismissively. ”I will take care of that. Don’t worry.” My voice was calm, confident. ”Ask everyone from the tribe to gather outside. I will bestow them with the ability to communicate freely.”

Angela looked at me, her eyes filled with curiosity and admiration. ”And where are Veronica and Mary? Why didn’t I see them?”

Angela smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes. ”They are helping me take care of the fortress. Keeping an eye on all the people... and to see if there is anyone who is trying to betray us.”

I nodded, satisfied. ”Good. We need to make sure everything runs smoothly.” My mind was already shifting to the tasks ahead, the power and control that needed to be maintained.

After that, Angela and I quickly finished breakfast, the clinking of cutlery the only sound in the otherwise quiet room. Angela turned to Lisa, her voice firm and clear. ”Ask everyone from the tribe to gather,” she instructed. ”We have something important to address.”

Lisa nodded and left to carry out the order.

After a while, the courtyard was filled with the women of the tribe, their faces a mix of curiosity and apprehension. I stepped forward, my presence alone commanding silence. With a mere thought, I used the Nexus ability to bestow them all with the ability of Universal Language, allowing them to communicate freely.

The women from the Tribe of Ravina already knew of my identity as a god. They weren’t surprised, but rather, they seemed to accept it as a matter of fact. Their respect was evident in the way they bowed their heads slightly, acknowledging my power.

However, the women from the Kronos Tribe were in shock. To them, I had been a healer, a savior, but now, as Ravina guided their thoughts, they began to understand the truth—that I was far more than just a healer. I was a god-like being, and their expressions shifted from shock to awe.

Ruth, standing among them, suddenly exclaimed, her voice filled with a mix of pride and disbelief. ”That means... I am God’s woman... I...”

The women around her nodded in respect, their eyes reflecting a newfound reverence for her. Ruth’s status had just elevated in their eyes, and she stood taller, her confidence growing.

Kerry, a woman with sharp features and a strong presence, stepped forward. ”I am his aunt,” she declared, her voice firm and proud.

Kina, younger and more hesitant, followed. ”Dexter is my little brother,” she said softly, her eyes shining with admiration.

Ada, who was limping slightly, her body still recovering from the intensity of the previous night, stepped forward with a warm smile. ”I am his mother,” she said, her voice filled with affection and pride.

The women around them murmured in agreement, their respect for Ada, Ruth, Kerry, and Kina growing. The dynamic had shifted, and the fortress was now bound not just by rules but by loyalty and devotion.

As I looked over the gathered women, I knew that the fortress was no longer just a place of refuge—it was a sanctuary of power, where every woman understood her place and her role. The men outside the walls were no longer a threat, but a reminder of the order we had established.

Angela stepped beside me, her voice low but carrying. ”They understand now,” she murmured. ”They know who you are, and what you represent.”

I nodded, my gaze sweeping over the women. ”Good. Because this is just the beginning.”