Mara gets you something to eat

The older man has left heading deeper into the village; leaving you with the two beautiful women, alone, in the rain. They both look at you. The one on the right seems a bit weaker than the one on the left; whose scar crossing her face gives her a menacing look. However, you can see both of their bodies underneath their clothing due to the weather; they both look quite strong.

"Who tori car of da pita, und who tori da nuri?" the slightly smaller sister asks; you guess her name from before is Mara.

"Musa?" Mira asks.

"Yes," the other responds.

They look at each other for a second, each one starring deep into the eyes of the other. You think for a second they might fight each other. What are they doing? You ask yourself. Just then in a sudden flash of movement on falls down into the mud, it appears Mara has knocked down Mira.

"I win," Mara responds, "I tori care of da pita."

Her sister looks at her, "Ayan, du win; Il get da akhar wehren."

She gets up; mud covering the backside of her dress. You notice her holding something, i see... you think before she launches a giant ball of wet soil at her sister; hitting her right in the face. The rain is quickly causing the projectile to slide down off her face and onto the tunic. Mara begins to laugh; using her hands to remove the mess from her eyes.

"Du, ju giv up," she smiles, her face covered it a dark brown mud.

"No I ju," she says sternly, before quickly breaking out into laughter as well.

"Awl wight," Mira responds, heading off behind you.

Mara moves next to you, heading into a structure on your left. Where you can see her grab some things from within the open structure. However, what it is you are unable to what due to the angle.

"Ello, wehren," Mara smiles at you, heading back towards you. She seems to have washed most of the mud off her face.

"Uh, hello?" You respond.

She smiles back as she kneels next to you, looking at the same level as your eyes. You study her face, trying to find what she plans for you. She then here her put something into the water; the rain only somewhat masking the sound. Followed by her bringing up some wooden spoon to your face; she is getting you some water. You lean forward, realizing just how thirsty you were, the moment your lips touch the water. The container is nearly emptied, and once finished, she goes back and gets another; then another, and then another, until you have had your fill.

"Uh, where am I?" You ask she looks at you curiously before going back into the structure to grab something else.

When she comes back, she is carrying a bowl of some sort of purple paste. She puts her hands into the water she previously used and gives them a quick wash, before dipping her right hand into the mash. Holding out a small pile of the stuff on the tips of her two fingers, out towards you.

"What is that?" You ask, " what do you want me to do with it?"

She looks at you confused again, before pushing her hand towards you another time.

"Du eat," you hear her say.

You must have still seemed confused because she takes back the paste and puts it into her mouth. Making a show of it; slowly licking the dough off her fingers. You feel a pressure begin to build in your throat.

"See?" She says, mouth full of the purple paste; before she swallows it.

"Ok," you tell her.

She grabs another small pile on the tips of her fingers, holding them out to you. You lean forward wrapping your mouth around her fingers before wrapping your lips around it and pulling the paste off her hand. The stuff at first tastes sour then gives way to a pleasant sweetness. You are not a huge fan, but this being the first food you have eaten in over a week, you quickly swallow the morsel. Mara smiles at you, before grabbing another bit; holding it out for you again. You wrap your mouth around her fingers again. When you realize how turned on, you are becoming — licking the fingers of some beautiful woman. Your cock is beginning to harden, and you recognize you are still naked. You move your lower body, trying to hide your cock; your mouth even closed around her fingers for a third bite when you feel something wrap around it.

You stop for a second and look at the woman, drawing your eyes towards her other arm; which as begun to move in a rhythm similar to whatever is touching you. She withdraws her fingers before, going down to her lap into the bowl again, grabbing another handful. But it is enough to confirm your suspicion; she is jacking you off.

"What," you say before she puts another handful of food into your mouth.

She continues to move her hand across your sensitive member, while she feeds you this purple paste. You are stunned by what is happening; you are hungry and greedily eating whatever it is she is offering you.

She scraps the bowl, getting the last amount of food out; before bringing it towards your mouth. At this point, you no longer care and wrap your mouth around her fingers again. Her other hand is bringing you close to finishing, feeling your manhood beginning to be ready to cum. Once you withdraw your mouth from her hand, you feel yourself about to cum, your cock twitching as it prepares to unleash itself. She pulls your cock forwards, one last time as you release yourself into her hand. Any excess fluid is falling off of her hand and onto the wet soil.

"Betta?" She asks, drawing her hand away. She brings it up to her mouth and gives it a taste.

"Mmm kost," she says, licking as much as she can off.

She finishes by rewashing her hands; before heading back into the structure yet again for something else. After your meal you feel reinvigorated, the world seems to become more apparent to you. Around you are dozens of open-air structures, inside most of them are people; does that mean... Most seem to be asleep thankfully; however, some are moving around; most seem to ignore you. In the distance, you hear some children playing. The rain is cold, hitting punishingly on your back, embarrassed you put your head back down, you notice something red falling onto the dirt. You feel something press up against your head; pull across; sending a sharp pain emanating from it.

"Du hav sosho" you hear Mara say kindly, "I ne to klen it"

You look up, and Mara has a red cloth she is wiping across your forehead. You winch as she cleans whatever wound you have up there; you must have gotten hurt when they knocked you out. She seems to focus on that; meanwhile, you catch yourself staring at the girl's chest. Remembering just what happened minutes before.

She continues to tend to your wounds, wrapping most of your body in what seems to be green bandages; each of them giving off an odorous acrid smell. She wraps these green packages around your head, arms, and body. You guess these are bandages, however when you try to ask she does not respond, except what she said earlier; you guess she does not understand you as much as you don't understand her.

"Mara," you hear from behind you, "I got da nuri."

You look towards you right noticing a metal pole somewhat in the shape of a T sticking out of the ground. Mira ties someone, you guess it is Haruka, to the stave, she is naked; and she seems out of it.

"Haruka," you call to her, as Mara finishes cleaning your wound.