Right of Slave consummation

'Shit, they are everywhere!' Kaya despaired. But she knew she only had herself to blame.

The gifts that the ancestors of her tribe left her kind with made it near impossible for any of those despicable humans to catch up to her in the thick vegetation of the ancient forest.

This was even more of the case for the idiots that came into the woods while burdened with all the armor they wore on their backs.

A normal human would never be able to catch any of her kind in this forest, unless…

Unless she made a mistake like standing down and staring at absolutely nothing for a good while, giving her pursuers the chance to surround her and close all the possible escape routes she could take!

"Don't struggle," one of the men ordered, only to then continue with some sort of gibberish talk that Kaya couldn't care less about.

The intensity behind their gazes, the wilderness faintly visible in their moves, even the heat that she could feel coming from their groins…