Who are you anyway, so-called warrior woman?”“My name is Jean, one of the wives of High Chief John who came here to advise Primo of the error of h...s ways. Primo did not take kindly to the telling. Like any bully, he resorted to violence; a fatal mistake on his part. Was Primo married, do you know?”“His wife died several years ago. His power that he brags about was unable to save her. He indulges himself with one or two of the women of this tribe when he can. Most are too scared to refuse his. It was like losing my virginity all over again. She would start moving her finger in and out of my ass, fucking me slowly with it. I would start pushing my ass back on her finger as I told her too stick two fingers in my asshole.I would tell her to rape me, fuck me, treat me like a woman and my asshole is a cunt. She would reach down and get more vaseline on her fingers as she worked more and more of her hand into my open asshole. Then she would let go of my legs and tell me to get on all fours. The Princess doesn't open the doors of her most private collection for anyone."No, I liked it better in the other room. Take it back."The other room was, of course, half way across the palace, and no-one else was around to help.She wandered around in front of him as he grunted and strained shifting the oxidised monstrosity from room to room. She spouted a line of incessant chatter and whims which she wanted him to do once they've finished this. Repaint the hallway, white this time. Hang that. Very large breasts but her best feature has to be her butt. I have seen her many times over the years in her bikini and she has one of those delectable round bubble butts men drool over.The next morning we all got up and I take over the driving duties. Nothing eventful happens, we just make small talk. I have always been the type that gets sleepy after driving a while so I asked John if he minded taking over so I could take a nap in the bed above. John of course said no problem and I pulled.