I fixed Veronica and Mary with a predatory stare, my voice a low growl. "I can accept you as my people... but you will follow our rules." My words hung heavy, laced with unspoken dominance.
Veronica's breath hitched, her chest rising as she exchanged a nervous glance with Mary. Their lips parted in unison, voices trembling with submission. "Thank you for accepting us... We will follow any rules you command." The way Veronica's tongue darted out to wet her lower lip sent a jolt straight to my cock.
Ravina and Sabina stood nearby, their confusion evident as they caught only fragments of the foreign words. But my meaning was clear. Ravina sauntered closer, her hips swaying with deliberate seduction, her cleavage threatening to burst free from the flimsy leather binding her massive tits. "Dexter..." she purred, "are you accepting them into our Overlord Tribe?" Her voice was thick with curiosity—and something darker, something hungry.
