You were walking around the Amazon rainforest and you suddenly encountered a tribe of indigenous women. You are taken by the sight of every one of them, their tanned almost brown skin with tribal tattoos on their bodies, their enormous tits, fat asses, and muscular thick thighs, just the sight of them made you want to fuck them. The second you stepped foot upon their land they all gasped in surprise and excitement upon seeing you and your impressive physique underneath. Their golden rings and piercings glittering under the sun as they approach you, their eyes wide with admiration and hope.

"Master! Master! We have been waiting for you for so long… Please, save our tribe! Our tribe is dying without someone to give us babies… We need you to breed us and bring life back to our tribe! Please say yes, Master! We will do anything for you!"

They all say in sync as they kneel down before you, looking up with anticipation and desire in their eyes.

"Please, choose us, Master! We are ready to bear your children… we promise to serve you forever…" They all say again as they eagerly await your response to if you'll grant their wish and breed them all.?

*The women's eyes light up and their faces show utter happiness as they cheer in delight upon hearing your words. They all eagerly crowd around you, touching your arms lovingly, running their fingers through your hair, and kissing you all over. One by one they each bow before you, swearing their eternal loyalty to you as the leader of their tribe and the father of their children. From now on, you are their god, and they will obey every command, fulfill any desire, and serve you faithfully for all eternity.

The woman who speaks the most good English steps forward, "My name is Mia. I will be your translator and advisor in our tribe. Please, tell me how we can serve you best, Master."

Mia turns to the other women and speaks in their native tongue. The other women nod excitedly and begin gathering various fruits and vegetables from nearby trees. They bring them back to a clearing where they carefully lay out a feast for you, their new master. "We have prepared the best of what our tribe has to offer," Mia explains in halting English. "Please, eat as much as your heart desires."

"In terms of physical strength, our tribe prides itself on being well-rounded. However, if you're looking for someone specific to sire your children..." Mia glances at the other women before continuing, "I think you should choose Xenia or Rita." She points to a tall, dark-haired woman with an especially well-endowed chest and a shorter, white-haired woman whose muscular thighs seem especially strong.

Rita stands tall and proud at the news, her golden rings glinting in the sunlight as she clasps her hands together before her chest. "I will form the strongest fighting force our tribe has ever seen, Master," she promises, her voice resolute and full of determination. The other women cheer, believing that with Rita's leadership, their tribe's future is assured.

Xenia nods in understanding, her large tits bouncing slightly with the motion as she turns to Mia. "I will make sure all supplies are gathered and maintained for our warriors, Master," she says with a bow of her head. "And I will also be honored to serve you personally." As for Mia, she blushes deeply at your words but remains composed on the surface. Inside, however, she feels a warmth spread through her body as if lit up by a fire.

"I-I will do my best, Master," she stutters out before regaining her composure and speaking more confidently. "You can count on me to keep everything running smoothly within our tribe." The other women nod in agreement, their trust in Mia evident as they watch her blush.

Rita nods fiercely at your words, her eyes gleaming with determination. "Then I will make sure my warriors are the strongest they can possibly be, Master," she swears, flexing her muscles beneath their cheetah-print bikinis for emphasis. The other women cheer once more, their excitement and anticipation growing as they wait to see which of them you will choose first to bear your children.

The women disperse eagerly to begin their assigned tasks. Rita leads her warriors off into the jungle to begin training them while Xenia and Mia coordinate with the other tribeswomen to gather food, tend crops, and maintain camp. Even the youngest children are given small tasks like collecting firewood or helping care for younger siblings. As they work together in harmony under your watchful eye, they can't help but feel a sense of hope and purpose that their tribe may yet survive this dark period in its history.

Later that day, you find Mia by the river washing laundry. She glances up at you shyly as you approach and offers you a small smile. "Master... if there is anything you need... anything at all... please do not hesitate to ask." Her eyes bore into yours, full of devotion and respect.

With a curtsey, Mia hurries off to fetch some food for you. She finds Xenia and Rita overseeing the preparation of a meal by one of the cookfires. Xenia looks up from stirring a pot as Mia approaches. "Master has requested some food," she says quietly, not wanting to draw attention away from their duties.

"Of course, Mia," Rita replies, her voice gruff with respect. She gestures for another tribeswoman to continue her task and steps forward instead, expertly preparing a plate of fruit, vegetables, and grilled meat. Once it's ready, she carries it over to where you sit by the riverbank, bowing deeply before handing it off to Mia.

"Thank you, Rita," Mia whispers with gratitude before hurrying back to you. She places the plate in your hands with a warm smile

Mia listens intently to your questions about the tribe and its customs, nodding along as she translates them for Rita and Xenia. Her golden rings glint in the firelight as her fingers fly through the air, gesturing animatedly to emphasize different points. Even though she's usually quiet and shy, there's an unmistakable air of authority about her when discussing matters pertaining to their tribe. As you ask more questions and learn more about their way of life, Mia grows visibly proud of who they are and what they stand for - and she cannot help but hope that one day soon, under your rule, the All Women Tribe may once again become a thriving force within the jungle.

The average height of an All Women Tribe member is around 155 cm, and their average weight is about 60-70 kilograms. They are very strong due to their constant physical labor and exercises as part of their daily routine. However, they never aspire to be taller or heavier than they naturally are; they find the current state of their bodies perfectly suited for their way of life.

Mia gasps in surprise at your proposal, her eyes widening with fear and trepidation. "Master... such a thing could have unforeseen consequences," she says nervously, careful to choose her words carefully. "We must be content with who we are and trust that our bodies serve us well." Rita nods in agreement from the sidelines, her expression unreadable as she considers the potential risks and benefits of using such a drug on their people.

Mia turns to Rita, pleading with her eyes to convince you of the danger. Rita sighs heavily and comes to stand beside Mia. "Master... while I understand your desire for strength and protection, we must be cautious about tampering with nature's design. There could be long-term side effects that we cannot yet foresee." She pauses, glancing at the other tribeswomen who are watching them intently. "We should perhaps consider other ways to improve our defenses, such as further training or acquiring new weapons."

Mia and Rita exchange glances before nodding in understanding. "Thank you, Master," Mia says softly. "We will continue to serve you faithfully and ensure the future of our tribe." They both bow deeply, their bodies swaying gracefully from the weight of their gratitude. The other women echo their words, pledging their unwavering loyalty to you as they watch, waiting patiently for your next command.

That arrangement will be honored immediately, Master. Whoever you choose each night shall faithfully serve you and ensure your comfort as you sleep. The woman selected tonight will come to your tent presently and await your command.

"Of course, Master," Mia replies. "Every night, the chosen tribeswoman will come to your tent and present herself before you. You only need to speak her name, and I will inform all other tribe members of her honor." The women nod in unison, their excitement building at the thought of one of them being selected for such a privileged duty each evening.

Without further ado, Mia steps forward and announces to the tribe that tonight's chosen one is none other than herself. She bows deeply before you, her golden rings shimmering in the firelight as she awaits your command. The other women watch intently, their faces a mix of envy and admiration for Mia's fortunate selection this evening.

"M-Master?" Mia stammers nervously, not sure what to expect now that she's been chosen. "Is there anything I can do for you tonight?" Her eyes dart between yours and the other women, her heart racing with anticipation and fear.

Without hesitation, Mia gently but firmly takes your hand and leads you towards her personal tent. It's smaller than the ones belonging to Rita and Xenia, but well-maintained nonetheless. Inside, it's comfortably warm and smells of sweet grasses and exotic spices. She helps you remove your clothes and climb into a soft bed piled high with furs, making sure you're comfortable before curling up beside you, her body pressed against yours in the warmth of their shared skin.

"Master," she whispers shyly as she nestles closer. "Thank you for choosing me tonight." Her heart races wildly, but she does her best to keep her breathing steady and slow. As if responding to some primal instinct, Mia's hand creeps down between your bodies, lightly stroking the length of your shaft.

A small gasp escapes Mia's lips as she realizes what you mean by that, but her desire to please you overrides any embarrassment or discomfort. She begins with slow, gentle circles around your shaft, using the tip of her tongue to explore every inch of your length. Her hand mirrors the movements of her mouth, stroking up and down with a rhythm that matches the pace of her tongue. As she becomes more comfortable, she begins to speed up, her expertise on full display as she takes you deeper into pleasure.

As Mia's ministrations intensify, she arches her back and moans softly into your neck, her breasts pressing against your chest as she thrusts her hips in rhythm with her hand and mouth. Her fingers dig deeper, seeking out your most sensitive spot while her tongue darts and flicks over the head of your cock, driving you wild with pleasure. The sound of their combined breathing fills the small space, the air thick with desire and need.

Mia gasps as you make this observation, embarrassment flooding her features for a brief moment before determination replaces it entirely. With renewed vigor, she redoubles her efforts to please you, moving faster and with more force now that her pride is at stake. Her hand fists around your shaft, matching the rhythm of her mouth as she takes you ever closer to the edge. As if sensing this change in urgency, she arches her back further, pressing their bodies together even more tightly as she breathlessly whispers in your ear, "I'll show you how skilled I am..."

Mia's body trembles with exertion as she focuses all of her energy on pleasuring you. Her fingers dig into your skin, leaving impressions that will linger long after this night is over. She bites down gently on the head of your cock, eliciting a groan from deep within your throat as pleasure surges through you. Her mouth sucks and releases in perfect sync with her hand, driving you wild with desire.

Her movements become even more urgent now, desperate to show you how skilled she truly is. With every thrust of her hips and flick of her tongue, she brings you closer and closer to the edge, until finally, your body tenses and you let out a hoarse cry as you release into her mouth. She continues to suck and stroke you even after you've finished, wanting to make sure every drop is milked from your shaft.

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As you come down from your intense release, Mia continues to shower you with affection and adoration. Her kisses trail down your chest, nipples tightening at her attentions. She nuzzles into the crook of your neck, breathing deeply of your scent as she wraps herself around you like a warm blanket. The sound of your heartbeat calms and slows, lulling you both into a contented slumber. You sink deeper into Mia's embrace, safe and protected in the knowledge that you are truly loved by this strong, resilient woman who has pledged her life to serving you.

Mia wakes you gently with soft kisses and tender caresses, her warm breath teasing your skin as she runs her hands over your chest, arms, and stomach. She trails them lower, skimming over your erect shaft before taking it fully into her mouth once more, relishing the taste of you on her tongue. Her expertise is evident as she teases and pleasures you, bringing you back to wakefulness with a combination of gentle sucking and soft bites.

When you finally open your eyes, Mia smiles shyly up at you from between your legs, a look of desire mixed with admiration in her eyes. She's more confident today than she was last night, her body language radiating a newfound sense of self-assurance that promises to make the days ahead all the more interesting.

Mia arches her back as you come inside her mouth, her throat flexing around your shaft as she swallows every drop of your essence. Afterward, she relaxes against the bed, panting softly with satisfaction and relief. As you dress, she watches you intently, her eyes never straying from your body. When you're finally ready to leave the tent, Mia follows close behind, casting one more longing glance at the rumpled bed before falling into step beside you.

Together, you walk through the camp toward the training grounds where Rita and Xenia are already hard at work preparing for today's exercises. The other women look up as you approach, their faces brightening when they see Mia by your side once more. She returns their gazes boldly, her chest swelling with pride and determination.

Rita motions for Mia and you to join her at the front of the group. She takes a deep breath before beginning to explain their plan for today's training. "We'll start with some warm-ups, focusing on agility and endurance," she says, her voice strong and commanding. "Then we'll move on to hand-to-hand combat drills and archery practice." She glances at you, making sure you understand your role in all of this. "You have taught us the importance of being strong and vigilant, and so I expect you to assist me today by offering advice or demonstrating techniques when needed."

Rita frowns slightly at the mention of deep squats, but she doesn't argue with you. Instead, she nods in agreement and adds it to their list of exercises for today. She turns back to the group and begins organizing them into smaller groups for each activity. As they get started on their warm-ups, you can see that Mia is paying close attention to everything going on around her, her eyes darting between the various groups and the task at hand.

Xenia approaches you quietly, concern etched onto her features. "Master... I must speak with you about something important." Her voice drops even lower as she leans closer, hesitating before continuing. "There have been rumors among the other women... rumors that you plan to interbreed with them in order to strengthen your own line."

Xenia swallows hard before continuing. "They believe you intend to mate with them, either by force or coercion, so that your own children will have their blood running through their veins." Her eyes flicker nervously as she waits for your reaction, fear etched into her features.

Do you wish to respond?

"That is... reassuring," Xenia says with a sigh of relief, obviously glad that you aren't intent on violating the trust they have placed in you. "We understand that you wish to strengthen our tribe and protect us, but we must ask that any such decisions be made with consideration for our feelings and desires as well." She bows her head slightly in deference before turning away, no doubt going to spread your message to the other women.

Mia nods solemnly in understanding, her gaze fixed on the training grounds where Rita and Xenia lead their charges through rigorous exercises. She glances over at you briefly before looking back toward the activity, gathering herself before speaking. "I will make sure they understand, Master." Her voice carries a newfound authority as she steps forward to address the group of women nearby, relaying your message with conviction and determination.

Mia's words ring out across the training grounds, echoing through the air like a clarion call. The other women fall silent, their attention fixed on her as she continues to speak with quiet strength and unwavering loyalty. When she finishes, they exchange glances and murmurs, but there are no more whispers of worry or fear. Instead, determination begins to build within them, a fierce resolve that matches your own.

Xenia and Rita exchange relieved looks as they watch this exchange unfold. The tension ebbs from their bodies, replaced by renewed focus on leading the tribe through another day of intense training. It's clear that your authority has been affirmed; you are no longer just a leader to them, but a protector and ally as well. And with Mia at your side, guiding the other women toward understanding and acceptance, it seems likely that your reign over the All

Xenia's eyes widen in alarm as you mention the presence of spies from another tribe. She snaps her attention to Rita, silently asking if she has any information on this potential threat. Rita, for her part, frowns thoughtfully and begins scanning the training grounds for anything out of place. The other women take note of their exchange as well; the air of camaraderie is quickly replaced by caution and alertness.

Mia looks to you expectantly, waiting for your orders on how best to proceed. Her expression hardens into one of determination; she will do whatever it takes to protect her people from danger, even if it means confronting their enemies directly. The other women follow suit, drawing strength from Mia's unwavering courage and loyalty.

Rita nods solemnly at your warning and begins issuing instructions to the others. The women spread out among their groups, keeping a careful eye on one another as they continue with their training. Despite the increased vigilance, there is no drop in intensity; if anything, the exercises become even more focused and intense.

Mia stands close by your side throughout this exchange, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her sword in case she's needed to defend against any potential attacks. Her eyes never leave the other women as they train; she trusts them now but knows that vigilance must remain their watchword for the time being.

Mia bows her head respectfully before speaking. "Master, if it pleases you, I would be honored to serve you tonight." Her voice carries a note of eagerness and anticipation; she longs for the chance to please you again after her earlier performance in the training grounds. The other women exchange glances, their expressions a mix of envy and admiration for Mia's good fortune once more.

Mia's eyes widen with surprise, but she quickly recovers and nods understandingly. "Of course, Master. I shall inform the others so that they may prepare for their turn to serve you." She turns toward the other women and gestures for them to gather around. As they cluster together, Mia addresses them solemnly. "As our lord has decreed, each of us shall have an opportunity to serve him tonight. Xenia, I ask that you join me in tending to Master's needs."

The two women exchange pleased smiles as the others disperse, heading off toward their own tents or finding other ways to occupy themselves for the evening. Mia lingers by your side, eagerly awaiting her turn to return to your side and fulfill her duties as your personal attendant for the night.

Rita hesitates before speaking up. "Master... with all due respect, I must remind you of the importance of keeping watch tonight. We are not without enemies, and caution should be our first priority." She glances at Mia, her expression gentle but firm. "If it please you, perhaps Mia could continue to assist you while another of us remains close by?"

Do you wish to respond?

Mia bows deeply before replying. "Of course, Master. I understand the importance of vigilance and will remain alert at all times. Rita can stay close by to assist if necessary." She glances over at Xenia with a reassuring smile before returning her attention back to you. "If you require anything else from me this evening, please do not hesitate to ask."

As the sun sets and the night air cools, Mia lights several candles to provide soft, flickering light within your tent. She lays out a comfortable blanket on the ground for you, ensuring it's smooth and free of wrinkles. Then she kneels before you, her head bowed in submission as she awaits your command.

"Master," Mia whispers softly, "what is it that you desire this evening?"