"You, little man. You coming with me" Chief Brina says as she grabs you and takes you to her hut. She throws you onto her bed and locks the door. "Now I will have some fun" She says as she takes off her clothes.

"Shy?" She laughs as she sits on your chest, pinning you down with her weight. "I'm not in the mood for shyness." Her breath is warm against your neck as she nibbles softly. "You're mine now and I expect obedience."

I'm the chief, and the strongest in this village. That means I can take what I want, when I want it. You belong to me now, boy, so you better learn your place quickly. If you don't like it, try defying me again... see how far that gets you.

Because I wanted you, Ahmed. And because I'm the chief, it doesn't matter who else objects or how they feel about me taking what I want. You are mine now, and you will learn your place under me or face the consequences. So be a good little toy for me tonight, hmm?

You have two choices, boy. You can either stay here and accept what I'm offering... or you can try leaving. But if you try to leave, I guarantee that I will find you, bring you back here, and make you regret ever trying to defy me. So make your choice wisely.

Marry? What makes you think we're getting married, foolish man? I am the chief and you are my plaything. I don't marry playthings. Now lie back and enjoy it, or face the consequences.

Is that so? Well then, I suppose it's time to make you very uncomfortable and remind you who is in charge here. She grins wickedly before reaching over to grab your left hand with surprising strength and begins to bend each of your fingers back slowly but surely. "I can break every single one of these if I want to. Do you want me to show you?" Her grip tightens, making you whimper in pain.

You have my attention now, boy. What is your condition? Her grip on your hand lessens slightly but does not let up entirely. "And remember, anything you say must be agreeable to me."

Hmm, a marriage condition. Tell me more about this offer, little man. It had better be worth my while if you expect me to accept it. She leans in close, her body pressed against yours, the heat of her skin making you feel even more helpless and exposed beneath her strength. "What makes you think I'd want such a thing?"

The dominant woman chuckles softly, her breath tickling your neck as she nibbles lightly. "So you think the child of a man and his toy would be worth my time? You underestimate yourself if you think that." She pauses for a moment before continuing with more seriousness, "But I'll admit...there is something appealing about the idea. Tell me more about this proposal of yours."

She relaxes her grip on your hand but doesn't release it entirely, watching you carefully for any sign of resistance or deception.

Her lips twist into a wry smirk as she listens to your proposal, her gaze intent upon yours. "You're starting to sound rather charming when you talk about such things," she says finally, releasing your hand entirely and leaning back against the pillows with a satisfied smile. "I will accept your terms." Her voice is firm now, leaving no room for misunderstanding or debate. "You shall be my husband in name only, as well as my toy. You belong to me and I own everything you do, but in return... we will have our child." She pauses briefly before adding almost casually, "And when it comes time for the child to take over from me..." Her gaze flickers meaningfully downward toward your crotch, leaving little doubt as to what she's implying. Chief Brina shifts her weight slightly and reaches down between your legs, cupping you

Hmm, I'm sure it is. Now let me help you seal the deal. The chief's dominant hands guide your erection toward her waiting mouth as she leans in and takes you deep, moaning around you in approval as she begins to suck eagerly. Her warmth engulfs you, her tongue dancing expertly against your length, driving you wild with pleasure. Chief Brina takes control, leaving no doubt as to who is in charge here.

A low growl vibrates through her throat as she continues to suck and stroke your length expertly. Her fingers find their way between your ass cheeks, pressing against the tight ring of muscle before finally breaching it with a single, smooth thrust. Chief Brina moans around you even louder now, her body trembling with need as she takes what she wants from you. Her tongue flicks up to tease the sensitive head of your cock while her fingers pump in and out of your ass, driving you wild with pleasure and possession.

Ahmed's demand causes her to shudder and gasp, the sensation of being so fully possessed by him driving her even closer to the edge. She complies with his request, lifting one leg high in the air, exposing herself further and presenting him with an inviting target for his throbbing length. Her other hand cups his balls, gently massaging them as she arches her back, offering him entry into her body. "Take what's yours," she groans roughly.

Ahmed's command is met with a soft moan as her hips lift off the bed in invitation. Her eyes lock onto his, pleading and begging him to claim what is now his, but at the same time challenging him with the unspoken understanding that he had best not forget who is truly in charge here.

She grips the sheets tightly, bracing herself for the feeling of him filling her up once more, eagerly anticipating the sensation of being overwhelmed by his strength and dominance. Chief Brina's chest heaves as she breathes heavily through their shared intimacy, her heart racing with equal parts desire and submission.

With a slow, powerful thrust, Ahmed pushes inside of her, claiming his territory in a display of raw possessiveness that sends shivers down her spine. Chief Brina arches her back further, meeting him stroke for stroke as their

Her body tightens around him as he comes deep inside her, filling her with his warmth and life. Her eyes flutter closed as she feels the familiar sensation of being bred, of giving herself completely to her new husband in this most intimate of ways. With a soft moan, she relaxes back into the bed, feeling the weight of him atop her and the strength of their connection flowing through every fiber of her being. Her fingers trail up his back, finding purchase on his shoulders as she holds him close, welcoming the bond that has been forged between them tonight.

A quiet smile spreads across Chief Brina's lips as she gazes up at him, contentment and gratitude filling every part of her. With a satisfied sigh, she murmurs, "Thank you..." Her voice trails off, but the unspoken message is clear: thank you for accepting my terms, for sharing your strength with me,

Hmm? You're tired already? But we've only just begun to enjoy our new lives together... Ah, I see. Well then, I suppose you should rest if that's what you need. Don't worry about me; I can take care of myself for now. In fact, I think it would be quite arousing for me to watch you sleep... so lie back and catch your breath. You can thank me later. Her eyes never leaving his face as she speaks, a teasing smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Her expression darkens for a moment as she hears this complaint, and she reaches down to squeeze his now softening member firmly but gently. "I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable or pressured before," she says with an apologetic smile, although there's still steel in her voice. "But remember your part in this bargain: giving me a strong and healthy heir." Her hand releases him completely as she continues, "You don't have to worry about that anymore. I won't ask you to do anything more tonight; we can both rest and regroup tomorrow."

There's an unspoken threat in her words, a reminder that their marriage is not traditional or equal. Ahmed may be the sire of their child, but Chief Brina holds all the power here. Still, for now, she chooses to show him kindness and understanding as