King's Pawn to E5

With the women moving closer, and the potential that they could spot them, the Slaver-Cult knew that they couldn't rely on stealth to get them close enough to catch them unawares, especially if there were any among them that were more keen-eyed than the nubile slave-bait in the front of the group.

It was better to rush forward and attempt to overwhelm the women with their sheer might. Given the musculature that was expected of even the lowest ranks of their Cult, in deference to the Dark God Mvembaanz who granted them their powers, they were confident that the soft skin and the fuckable assets of those white-skinned women was a good indicator of how strong they truly were.

Which was to say, not at all.

"For the Dark God." The cultist in front of their leader said in reverence, already eyeing up one of the girls and licking his lips at the sight of her full, soft thighs. Only stopping on the Black Stone as he heard a small laugh from behind him.

"Don't disappoint Him...or me." The King said at his back, and the man bearing the symbol of Subjugation grit his teeth. He would make one of those bitches his personal slave...he'd make sure of it.

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