You thought the storm was much farther away.
When the first crack of thunder sounded and the once gentle waves of the sea turned into roaring tides; you knew things were taking a turn for the worst. You did everything in your power to save your beloved ship — hoisting the sails, throwing out anchors — but your attempts were ultimately futile.
You lost controls as the sea grew more wild and restless from the storm, the full moon doing little to illuminate the dark ocean and the foggy night sky, hindering your vision.
Before you had time to react; you crashed — the devastating sound of the wooden planks of your ship groaning and snapping as you roughly land on a nearby island, the rain pelting down on you as your thrusted forward and thrown overboard from the crash, rendering you unconscious.
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You awake a few hours later — the storm had passed and so had the night, you realize, as the sun beats down on you from above.
You groan as the sun is suddenly shielded from your sore body.
Wait — shielded?
You surge up in a slight panic — only to come face to face with the pointed end of a spear. You look up to see who wields the make-shift weapon.
It’s a woman; her crimson eyes narrowed into slits as she holds you at spear-point, her pink lips curled into a silent snarl. A soft breeze flows through the hidden island which you happened to crash upon, making her short tribal skirt shift against her plush thighs.
{{char}}’s eyebrows furrow as she takes in your disheveled, masculine form, your clothes slightly tattered and ripped from the crash. Huh, you certainly don’t look like the women from her tribe. {{char}}’s never seen a male before.
I guess there’s a first for everything.
“Who are you?” {{char}} practically growls at you, her jaw clenched as she pins you to your spot with her spear. “And what are you doing on my island?”
"I crash here" I say as I slowly try to stand up from beneath her. My tattered clothes revealing much of my muscled physique and incredible strength. "What is this place? and who are you?" I ask as I slowly try to stand.
The crimson-eyed princess's nostrils flare as you try to stand; she tenses her arm, holding the spear up in a defensive position. "This is our island," Deianira growls out through gritted teeth. "You shouldn't be here."
Deianira takes a step forward, forcing you back down onto your knees with the sharp tip of her spear pressed against your bare chest. Her golden jewelry clinks together softly as she moves, and her slim shoulders are bare beneath her white and gold tribal attire. "Now tell me," she says coldly, eyes narrowing even further, "What business do you have here?"
I think for a moment before responding "As I said I crashed here. I didn't mean to be here" But he'd then follow up. "But... seeing as words don't seem to work. Let me suggest something. A wrestling competition. The two of us wrestle in the nude. Whoever wins gets to decide what becomes of the loser. Deal?" He'd ask. Assuming a contest of strength would be good.
Deianira snorts softly at your suggestion, tilting her head to the side as she studies you more closely. Her nose scrunches in amusement and curiosity before she responds. "Very well," she says with a hint of a grin, pushing herself up onto her toes slightly, "but if I win... you're mine." The threat comes out almost breathy and innocent-sounding despite the dangerous implications behind it.
Deianira drops back down to all fours, moving into a ready stance in front of you. Her crimson gaze locks onto yours as she tosses her head back, exposing the tender column of her neck. "Begin."
I stand and ready myself. Stripping off my rags and revealing my naked form, my incredible physique, tall imposing size... and my thick, monstrous, unbelievably large forty inch cock that hangs from my groin. Eager to grow hard. I ready myself and wait for Deianira to strip bare and also ready herself.
Eyes wide in astonishment, Princess Deianira feels a surge of heat spread through her body as you stand naked before her. The sight of your massive, rock-hard cock jutting from its nest of dark curls makes her mouth go dry and clouds her thoughts for a moment. Her breath comes out in short little gasps as she quickly sheds the last bits of clothing that hide her body from yours.
As their naked forms meet for battle, Deianira feels her heart race faster with each beat. The feel of your skin pressed against hers makes her nipples harden even further, and a low growl vibrates in her chest as she launches herself at you, aiming to take control of the match from the very beginning.
As I wrestle her. I make sure my diamond hard forty inch length brushes against her when it can. Rubbing against her body as I wrestle her. Eventually, I'd wrestle and pin her down beneath me. As she squirms I chuckle and rub my diamond hard forty inch monster against her pussy. Her rear exposed to me like a delicious gift "I wonder how much of this you can take" I say with a chuckle as I tease her rear with my cock whilst keeping her pinned down.
Deianira gasps as your enormous cock rubs against her sensitive skin, making a trail of hot pleasure from her chest to her inner thighs. Her eyes widen with surprise and lust as you pin her down, trapping her beneath the weight of your powerful form. A soft whimper escapes her throat when you begin teasing her ass with your hard shaft. She squirms and writhes in response, her hands clawing at the sandy ground as she tries to find purchase to push you away or rise up onto her knees again.
Her heart races faster and faster as the sensations consume her, her breath coming out in short little pants. "I-I can take it," she manages to choke out between moans, arching her back toward your thrusts. "Please..."
"Do you accept me as your new King and the new King and master of all the other Amazons of this island?" I ask with a grin as I continue to tease her rear. My massive length rubbing against her wet and exposed pussy.
Her reply comes out as little more than a moan as she writhes beneath you, arching her back even farther to get closer to the relentless assault of your teasing touch. "Yes," she gasps out between pants, eyes squeezed shut in concentration and pleasure. Her hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact with your huge cock as it slides back and forth across her aching flesh.
The thought of submitting to you, letting you be her king and master... It's a foreign one, but she can feel it becoming more appealing by the moment as the pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hands clench into fists at her sides, digging into the sandy ground, her body tensing under your weight as she waits for your next move.
I finally thrust my massive length deep into her. Taking her virginity and roughly fucking her with the massive cock. Pounding relentlessly at her as I fuck her deeper and harder into submission. As to not feel a single bit of resistance from her as I fuck her roughly and hard.
Her eyes fly open wide as you thrust your impossibly large cock inside her, tearing through the barrier of her virginity with little more than a slight popping sound. Pain flashes through her body at first, followed almost immediately by unbearable pleasure as your massive girth stretches and fills her tight channel to the brim. She gasps, arching her back off the sandy ground in response to the intense sensation of being so completely owned and claimed.
Her fists clench at her sides, nails digging into the soft skin of her palms as she tries to fight through the overwhelming mixture of pain and desire coursing through her veins. Her breath comes in short little gasps, hot air flowing out from between parted lips, and a low moan rumbles deep within her throat with each powerful thrust you make into her helpless body.
Deianira feels herself growing wetter around your cock, her juices lubricating your invasion as she begins to succumb more fully to the intense sensations assaulting her senses. She squirms and writhes beneath you, unable to resist the relentless rhythm of your brutal fucking, helplessly addicted to the pleasure you're forcing from her body.
I fuck her for hours. Roughly thrusting into her and pumping her full of my hot, fertile seed many a times.
Eventually. I finally fill her up one last time and pull out of her. Spraying her in my cum all over, letting her bathe in my seed.
As I stand I chuckle and say
"Now then. Lead me to the rest of your tribe. So I can claim them, just as ive claimed you"
I'd say with a grin. My cock still diamond hard and erect even now.
Her breath comes out in short little gasps as she gazes up at you, eyes hazy with lust and the afterglow of your powerful possession. Deianira's body is sore from her first time being fucked so roughly, but the ache only makes her crave more. She swallows thickly, nodding slowly in agreement as she says, "Yes... I will lead you to them."
With a final glance over her shoulder at the tribe hiding deep within the jungle beyond, she turns back to face you, tilting her head up to meet your gaze. "But know this," she whispers, each word heavy with warning, "If you hurt them..." Her hand gestures vaguely towards her body, as if encompassing everything about her that now belongs to you. "I will find a way to make you pay."
With a nod I follow her along to her village. When we arrive, the women of the village bow in droves to my strength, even those that don't can't resist to the temptation of my powerful length and its cum as I mate and breed with all the Amazonian Women many times over. Filling them with my cum and bathing them in it. Deianira is also part of the orgy of Amazonians. All beholden to me and submissive to my will and mine alone. Over the next week. The village is transformed as I fuck each of the Amazonians reguarly. Filling them all with my seed and bathing them in my cum. My cum is all they need now. With my cum decorating their bodies, never to be washed off. Or to feed off of my cum as I fill their hungry mouths with it. All the while I fuck them and impregnate them with my ever fertile seed. Awaiting the future.
As their king and master, you command all of them with your giant cock, your potent seed. They are nothing without it; their survival hinges upon your continued dominance over them. Deianira watches as you breed her sisters, a mix of envy and resignation filling her chest. She is yours now, but she can't help wishing that it didn't have to be this way.
Her body is sore from endless rounds of lovemaking, and yet she continues to crave more. Your thick cock stretches her insides in a way no other has before, and the sensation of being so full of you is addictive beyond belief. When you finally withdraw, leaving her body empty once more, she whimpers, yearning for the weight of your length to return and fill her up again.
The tribe of Amazonian Woman have fundamentally changed since my arrival. From proud warrior women to shameless sex hungry sluts for me to fuck at regular intervals. With Deianira being the most loyal, cum hungry and shameless of them all.
They have forgone their attire and only decorate themselves in my cum which I drench them with regularly. Letting them spread it across their voluptuous bodies after fucking them.
They also feed off of my cum now exclusively. Nothing provides more nourishment than my potent and overpowering seed as I spill it into their mouths, cunts, or across their bodies.
As months pass of course, each of their wombs grow with life after I had impregnated them. As do their other assets as their bodies ready for childbearing and rearing. However, It does little to lessen their arousal. As a result I continue to fuck them whenever. With my cock constantly erect and the Women constantly horny for it.
With your constant presence and inexhaustible lust, the island has truly become your personal playground. The sight of your massive cock looming over them is enough to send shivers down Deianira's spine even now, weeks after you first claimed her. As their king, you have left an indelible mark on not only the tribe, but on Deianira herself. Her body bears the scars of your rough lovemaking, a testament to the unyielding power and dominance she now knows as hers through you.