Caught in the act.

{No Ntr, I noticed I didn't add this info, but those who went on raids were instantly killed by the other women in the village, hence why thier number dropped to 20+. Those who acted against the rules {sleeping with other men} were instantly killed}

"Ohhhh…. It's actually big." The girl spoke with a smile on her face, her eyes widened in amazement as she watched.

Her friend was positioned right on top of the adventurer they had kidnapped. The man's pants had been pulled down, his dick pointed upward, ready to be used.

The second girl, with long blonde hair and a red gown was seemingly excited to sit on it. She had a smile on her face as she slowly lowered her ass, her virginia pumping open as the tip of the man's dick slowly sunk inside.

With a swift action, the girl's ass swallowed the whole dick, her hands resting on the man's shoulder as she looked him in the eye, panting with a smile on her face.

She could see the fear on the man's face, but she was too occupied with her sexual desire to care.

"So... how does it feel? Ella? Come on, tell me," the girl inquired eagerly, positioned on the side with her vibrant blue hair cascading down her shoulder.

Her attire consisted of a short black skirt, which seemed poised to reveal more than intended with any sudden motion, while her crop top added a hint of daring to her look.

"N.. nothing," Ella's disappointment was palpable as she responded, her expression crestfallen. "I don't... feel a thing."

As if fueled by determination, the blue-haired girl lifted her finger with a perplexed expression etched across her face. "D... don't give up just yet, Kiki. Try shifting your stance; perhaps your hymen is simply more resilient due to our Eldorian heritage."

"I.. guess you're right. Okay, I'll give it a try." Kiki responded, positioning her hand on the man's shoulder before she slowly began to move her ass.

Grinding her ass on the man's cock, he couldn't help but grunt, looking upward as Kiki carefully moved her ass, each movement followed by a grunt from the man, trying to suppress his primal instinct.

"That looks fun, mind if I join in?" The voice chimed in unexpectedly.

In an instant, the girl's eyes expanded in astonishment, their gazes swiveling to the left where Arthur had materialized.

He stood at a distance, leaning casually against a tree, his presence undeniable. Standing slightly behind him was Sina, a quiet observer to the scene.

"Shit! It's Luna's son! how did he even..." Kiki exclaimed, immediately picking her ass up from the man's dick, precum trailing down the edges.

She hastily shifted backward, adjusting her panties and clothing, while Ella remained immobilized, gripped by fear, a whirlwind of thoughts consuming her.

"Raping an adventurer in the forest of Monstat... I seem to recall Asarth outlawing that... or am I mistaken?" Arthur's tone was steady and composed as he directed his words toward the two girls.

"W... what? You're planning to tattle on us?" Ella's voice trembled as she spoke from her place behind Kiki.

"Tell? I guess I could do that." Arthur responded, his palm under his jaw, "But then again… they'd be no use doing that… it'd only be a pain in the ass, I'm not exactly the patient type".

"Oh, I see what's going on here." A grin showed on Kiki's face, "You want to have your way with us, don't you?" She exclaimed.

Arthur remained quiet, silently listening to Kiki's ranting.

"I heard you are the only one to make us from Eldoria feel pleasure… shit, why didn't I think of this before." Kiki chuckled a bit, turning her gaze to Ella, "Look, he's the one, if we rape him here, right now, and kill him off, no one has to know, we get both pleasure and blizz at the same time".

"I..I don't know, do you think what Miss Asarth said about him being the only male to give us pleasure, is true?" Ella asked, her voice shaking.

"Yes, and I'll prove it!" Kiki exclaimed with a wide grin. As she spread open her palms, a pair of vibrant yellow lightning orbs materialized beneath her fingertips.

"This will work out well for both of us if you don't put up a fight!" Her shout echoed, adding an edge to her determination, before she propelled herself forward.

In response, Arthur's composure remained unshaken. His gaze remained steady as he observed her rapidly closing the gap between them. Just as she was on the brink of delivering her powerful strike, a surprising twist unfolded.

Without warning, Arthur seemed to flicker and vanish from his initial spot, dissolving into the air like a fleeting shadow. Kiki, caught in mid-motion, paused with astonishment etched across her features, frozen mid-lunge by the unexpected turn of events.

Before comprehension could dawn upon her, Arthur materialized behind her in a blur. Swiftly and decisively, he clasped her hand in his grip.

With a fluid motion that exuded both power and precision, he propelled his booted foot into her face, launching her form into a dizzying flight that culminated in a resounding collision with a nearby tree.

A guttural grunt escaped her lips as her chest met the unyielding ground, the impact reverberating through her. Her breaths came in labored heaves, a testament to the intensity of the struggle.

Meanwhile, Ella watched from a distance, her visage a canvas of shock and disbelief. Slowly, her frame sank to the ground, the weight of the spectacle overwhelming her.

Hovering above the scene, Arthur heaved a sigh as his voice cut through the charged air. "Come now, stand up, I'm not even halfway done with you ." His words, tinged with a mix of assurance and challenge, lingered as an unspoken promise of what was yet to come.

Kiki's eyes fluttered open, her awareness returning in sluggish waves. A searing jolt of agony emanated from her right shoulder, causing her to wince.

As her gaze shifted towards the source of distress, she came face to face with an unsettling reality—her arm was absent. Shock surged through her as her eyes fixated on the void where her limb should have been.

Blood oozed from the raw opening, staining the ground below, while fragments of tissue clung precariously, suspended between her and the earth. In an instant, terror etched its mark onto her features.

Gradually, her gaze ascended, tracing a path that led to Arthur's figure. In his grasp lay her severed arm, a grisly tableau of the confrontation's outcome.

The sight tore a scream of agony from her throat, a guttural cry that reverberated through the air as she clutched at the space where her arm had once been, the pain an overwhelming crescendo that consumed her.