He pondered, looked closely at her beautiful face and then said.
“How about one last time?”
She frowned, wanting to curse at him again but stopped herself. She was so close to finally change his mind.
Gnelsey gradually sank to her knees. “One last time for my favorite nestling chief.”
She removed her belt of feathers and grabbed his sagging cock, squeezing it with her hand to increase circulation.
Her fingernails crisscrossed his black veins. He got hard as a rock, right in her hand, and Gnelsey without wasting a second swallowed him all the way down.
“AaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhH!!! Anarungu screamed, grabbing her head. Her tongue stayed outside, licking his balls. His pubic hair tingled pleasantly on her tongue, nose, chin and all over the face. He could have sworn that no one had ever penetrated as deep into her throat as he has. His cock twitched inside her throat, he could see her neck spasm. Gnelsey moved backward letting the monster she created loose.
She coughed, his entire cock engulfed in drool. She spit on the floor, catching her breath. “I’m definitely going to miss my chieftain’s cock.”
She threw off her ceremonial cloak, exposing the soft orbs of her breasts. But the nipples looked different, not hard as usual, but slightly deformed.
She devoured his cock again. “‘Ugh-ghghghh”.
Her lips and mouth gently worked every part of the manhood she created, licking his balls and nibbling on the skin.
Anarungu rolled his eyes upward, beyond the orbit. Pleasure was pounding through him non-stop. His mother’s mouth was the most tender thing possible.
Suddenly, she stopped and pulled his cock from the mouth, turning away.
“Is something…”he could barely speak. “Is something wrong?”
“No, no. Everything’s fine,” she smiled, her saliva mixed with the secretions of his cock dripping down her mouth. She licked the fluids off her lips and went back to work.
She swallowed his cock once again, gently massaging An’s balls. Gnelsey gulped it down so far that the tip was deep in her throat again.
“I must mark her… She is mine alone now. I have conquered my mother.”
She lightly rubbed her dark nipple. Her head continued to suck all the juices out of her son at a wild pace.
He was getting so close; holding back was no longer an option.
“Ahhhhhh……Best…mouth…ever…”
He grabbed her hair and pressed it so hard against the root of his cock that his balls were in mother’s mouth too.
“Ughhhhhhhhhhh!!! Mama!” He shot his thick cum straight down her throat. He held her tightly as clots of white liquid shot down into the lungs and belly. Gnelsey’s eyes widened and she quivered, resting her hands on his hips. She coughed, spitting up some of his cum, but there was too much of it. She tried to break free, but he held her too firm. Anarungu pinned his mother’s head.
“Finally, I did it. I marked her”.
There was no other option. He couldn’t give her to anyone else, she belonged to him.
He shot down her throat again, watching her eyes fill with tears. His cock twitched inside her mouth, pleasure hammering at him with all its might.
She pulled his cock out, but Anarungu continued to cum, shooting his semen all over her breasts, her hair, eyes, her swollen nipples.
“Ohhhh… yeah.”
Gnelsey spit on the floor, catching her breath. Her hand smeared cum on her chest, and she wiped her face with the ceremonial garment.
She quickly put the cape back on to cover her swollen nipples.
“That was the last time, Anarungu.” Gnelsey slowly rose to her feet, looking at the mess they created. “I hate that… smell.”
Outside, it started raining, and then a flash of lightning in the sky lit up Elder standing at the doorstep.
“Father?” Gnelsey wiped her mouth.
“Father?” interjected Anarungu in surprise. “Anaravansan? Wasn’t he killed by the lynx?”
Gnelsey remained silent. Anaravansan frowned as he watched the liquid accumulate around his daughter’s mouth.
“Anarungu. I’ve come to see if you still want to be chief or if it’s time to step down,” Elder said coldly.
“Anarungu, my nestling. It’s time. You have to do this,” Gnelsey squeezed his arms. “You promised. I’m not pregnant, you promised me. You have to stop being chief and save the tribe. Do it for me.”
Anarungu looked from the Elder to Gnelsey and back. “What’s going on here? Mother?”
“I repeat, Anarungu. Are you abdicating your role as chief?”
Gnelsey looked at her son with pleading eyes, watching his lips move.
Another bolt of lightning hit the sky.
“No!”
“Anarungu, please!”
“No, Gnelsey. Our chief has made his choice.” Elder struck his staff against the ground several times and whistled like a bird.
At that moment the men, the hunters, burst into the hut. Gnelsey took a step back, shamefully letting them in.
They ran in, grabbing their chief.
“What’s happening? No! Get away!” he tried to whistle to summon the Peacock, but his mouth was covered by someone’s hand. They grabbed him and pulled outside.
He looked pleadingly at Gnelsey, who lowered her eyes bashfully as he was dragged away.
“You had no choice, sweetheart.” Anaravansan ran his hand down her tender back.
“That doesn’t make me feel any better.”
“Then maybe you should stay here when…”
“No! I need to be there.”
Anarungu was dragged to the edge of the village. Rainwater was pouring down his face. He tried to escape by punching one hunter in the nose and stabbing another in the eye, but there were still more hunters.
“He’s kicking hard, Elder,” said Antolis.
“Then cut off his ugly fingers,” said the Elder calmly and coldly.
Anarungu saw a knife in Antolis’ hands illuminated in the moonlight. He tried to scream, to break free. But there was nothing he could do as the cold blade severed four fingers on his right hand.
He screamed into the hand. This can’t be happening. It can’t!
He was dragged to the jungle.
“Here the lynx won’t hear him,” said the Elder. Anarungu was placed on his knees and let go.
He pressed his hand, trying to stop the blood. His skull was buzzing with pain, but he didn’t try to scream anymore.
“Mama,'” he whispered.
Gnelsey stood beside Elder with her head down.
“You refused to go into exile. With a chief like you, only death awaits the Blood Bird tribe,” said the Elder.
“You are wrong…” An’s body trembled with pain. “I am the only one who can save this tribe. You will all die out without me.”
“That is where you are wrong, child.”
Another bolt of lightning lit up the whole scene.
Elder continued, “We will die out With you, not without you. From now on you are no longer our chief, nor Gnelsey’s husband. Antolis is now chief of Blood Bird tribe, and he’s Gnelsey’s new husband. And the father of her future children when the curse is broken. You are nothing, Anarungu.”
Antolis drew his blade again.
“And you must die.”
Now death was not just close, it was whispering words in Anarungu’s ear.
“Usually, everything I do, I do for the tribe, Anarungu. But today I am making this hard decision not as an Elder, but as a father. I cannot watch fate mock my dear Gnelsey. You rape her, you torture her, you… do horrible things. I want only the best for her.”
“Let me at least… not die kneeling,” said Anarungu out of his last strength.
Elder nodded after a short pause. “You can get up.”
Anarungu stood up. He glanced at his mother, but she wasn’t looking at him. Gnelsey’s face was stony like she was sick.
Anarungu sighed, preparing to meet his end.
The sky lit up again with a lightning strike. Antolis swung, and at that moment Gnelsey fell to her knee.
She vomited.
The Elder’s eyes grew wide. Everyone stopped, focusing only on her. Even the wind and rain seemed to calm down.
“It’s… a sign,” whispered the Elder. “You’re pregnant!”
“No! I just… It’s impossible. I can’t be.” Gnelsey tried to get up.
The old man let go of his staff and stared at Anarungu in shock.
“You broke the curse. Did you….She’s pregnant.”
He kneeled and bowed to Anarungu. Everyone else nearby, who had been urging him into the jungle just a moment ago also bowed, except for Antolis.
Anarungu slowly picked up the dagger that has fallen from someone’s hand.
“This doesn’t change anything. I still need to become chief, Elder!” Antolis was still standing when Anarungu’s blade swiftly cut across his throat.
“Kh-a-ha-ha.” Antolis grabbed his throat, then Anarungu struck again and again, aiming at his chest, his face, his stomach.
Everyone watched in silence, bowing to the chief. With blood dripping down his knife and cut fingers, he stood over Antolis’ dying body.
“Get out, all of you. Go back to your huts, back to your mothers, wives and sisters. All except Elder. And take this filth body away. Feed it to my lynx.”
Everyone dispersed, only Elder remained. Gnelsey approached Anarungu. “My nestling, let me examine your arm.”
“No! Go away… Get out! We will talk later.”
She nodded and walked away.
Finally, he and the Elder were alone.
“Please, my chief. I didn’t know” pleaded the old man, raising his head. “I wanted to do what was best for our tribe!”
At that moment, Anarungu kicked him in the face. He fell face down, spitting up blood. Anarungu struck again and again, knocking out the old man’s teeth.
“You wanted a better life for your daughter? Didn’t want her son to be her chief and husband? Now you will watch me breed her every day. She belongs to me now, and I’ll make her bear my children until she dies. And you will watch in silence.”
He kept hitting and hitting old man in the head, his anger and pain blurring his vision. He couldn’t tell what was going on. Was the old man still alive?
Elder was grunting, blood covering his face. His teeth were knocked out, but he was breathing. He was alive.
“Go back to your hut, Elder.” With these words Anarungu went back to the settlement, wanting to deal with the severed fingers as soon as possible.
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Chapter 9: Obey me, Mama
He staggered to the water and plunged his hand into the cool, soothing stream. The pain was unbearable–he just lost four fingers on his right hand. He was dumbstruck, his eyes stinging terribly, trying to adjust to the darkness. Tears were coming from his eyes, either from the insane pain or the feeling of betrayal.
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