Jason and Camelia lay next to one another on the bed, the silence in the room interrupted only by the wet sound of her thighs stroking his cock as she rocked forward and backward.
The Catgirl was on her side, with her chin resting in her palm.
She cheekily watched Jason's face as the pressure of the thigh resting on his cock made it throb and pulsate.
It was perfectly sandwiched between her legs, the lower thigh soft and squishy, while the upper one rested on his cock, tightening and pressing against it.
"What did you have in mind?" Camelia finally asked.
Jason remained silent for a moment before answering.
Even as he explained, the stroking did not stop.
***
"That should do it." Vel groaned and let out a sigh. "Things definitely go faster when the males put in some work."
She massaged her forehead, thinking that only a male could get other males to work and sweat.
The communal space for the rest of the Ogres was coming on nicely, and only finishing touches remained.
With the heavy-lifting done, Vel thought she could leave the rest to the other Ogres.
Come see me once this is done.
She wondered about what the new Chief, Jason, might want.
'Probably information about the Orcs? Or…' Vel rolled her eyes. 'Maybe it has to do with the cat.'
The second option was much more troublesome and annoying.
She hoped he did not expect her to apologize or explain anything, as that would be a total bore.
In any case, Vel talked to Narjis for a bit, before heading towards the Chief's tent.
She wasn't particularly sad about having lost it. She never liked it much anyway.
The tent allowed her to get away from the noise, but the huts could do so just as easily.
'Giving the males that cave already cut most of the noise in the first place,' She sighed, standing in front of the tent's back entry.
From there, she was perfectly hidden from the rest of the Ogres.
Since Vel was supposed to come once the work was done, she felt she could afford to spend some time alone.
"Ah…" She sighed.
The new Tribe created and led by her was a relatively weak force in the Forest of Groth. They didn't have the strength or numbers to stand up to either the Orcs or the main Ogre Tribe. Not only that, but other Monsters also lurked in the forest, including very strange, peculiar beings that had been sighted a couple of times. Setting base in this area, with that tall cliff behind them, at least made it so enemies could only come from one side. Of course, if they were to be outnumbered, the cliff would turn into a wall they can only press their backs against.
It was a delicate and unstable situation, and Vel, as Chief, had trouble finding ways to move forward and advance.
Before long, the Ogres had started living day by day, not giving much thought to the future.
'Maybe this is what we needed.' Vel thought as she took a deep breath. 'A crazy male might just bring the crazy ideas we need to advance.'
With that final thought, the female Ogre pulled on the tent's drape, called out Jason's name, and stepped in.
'It's dark.' Vel noted right away.
For one reason or another, the torches inside the tent hadn't been lit.
'Hm…'
The female Ogre was suspicious as her call went unanswered.
She stared at the drapes separating the entrance from the room in which she had kept the Catgirl.
While Camelia thought that Vel had had the pole installed expressly for her, it had actually been there from the start, before the Ogre had even moved in to occupy the village.
Vel was convinced that this wasn't an abandoned village, but a settlement that had been built and temporarily used by Humans. She believed that the pole had been used to bind captives and interrogate them.
The female Ogre pushed the drapes aside, entered the room, stepped towards the pole, and,
"...!"
Her eyes widened as her wrists were suddenly grabbed from behind.
"Did you miss me?" Camelia asked with a smirk.
Vel frowned as her mind raced. The thought that she might, now, be the one bound to that pole crossed her mind.
"You…?!"
"Noticed, huh?" The Catgirl held on tight as Vel tried to free herself. "I'm a bit stronger than when we met."
It was only then that Vel noticed that Camelia's neck lacked the choker it had spent so much time with. Its outline was still visible, painted around her neck.
Still, the female Ogre was stronger.
The Spell on that choker hadn't dissipated fully just yet, and Camelia theorized that it would take around two weeks for the effects of the Spell to fully disappear. As such, the Catgirl would only re-gain her full strength later.
"You interrupted something pretty good," Camelia whispered, struggling to keep the female Ogre in place. "So I'm extra mad about that."
Vel grunted as she forcefully rocked her body backward to knock the Catgirl off of her, but before she could do so,
Click-
The female Ogre's mind went blank as her eyes moved to stare in front of her.
"Looks good on you." Jason whispered with a thin smile.
A moment later, Camelia circled around to join his side.
"I agree." The Catgirl said with a sadistic smile. "Better than it did on me."
The dumbfounded Vel remained frozen for a moment. Her hands slowly reached upwards and, once they reached the choker around her neck,
"You can't… You can't be serious." She muttered, throat dry.
Camelia crossed her arms and watched with a satisfied smile.
"What comes around goes around," Jason shrugged. "They say."
System messages appeared in front of him as the Spell cast on the choker activated.
The previous Chief had become the new Chief's slave.
"In a way," Camelia smirked. "That's how it should be, don't you think?" She asked, turning towards Jason.
"Yeah." He nodded. "Better than being killed by me. Wouldn't you say, Vel?"
The female Ogre couldn't disagree more, but was far too stunned to speak.