Look for someone

You begin to look around, for anyone. Wandering between the giant metal containers, packed into tall towers is like a labyrinth.

You feel lightheaded, your legs wobbly. It's almost time. You see a crack of light and move towards it. Language, you hear speaking in a language you've never heard. Stumbling, shambling, you make it through and you see a group of women, smoking and sitting on lawn chairs. You pull out a card, and give it to the first woman you see. As soon as it touches you, you're both surrounded by light.

As the light dims, you look at your surroundings. Flat land, with mountains in the background, yurts, and horses peacefully eating grass. Locals wearing fur-lined leather clothing. You recognize this country as...

"Mongolia." she says. "My true name is Jochi." She's pretty, but her face is very solemn. She is short, about five feet tall, but you can sense the strength within her. Her hair is short, and on her waist is a quiver.

"How are we here? We were just on the ship."

"This is the ritual." She begins to remove her coat, and you're transported to the inside of a yurt. She's completely naked, lying under thick blankets. Behind you is a crackling fire.

"I..." you have so many questions. What is the ritual? How does it work? But you see her bare shoulders, and her finger, beckoning you. You can't ask questions. You look into her eyes, seeing her lust. You forget the world around you. Her small nose, and full lips. The beauty mark under her right eye. Mesmerized by her beauty, you don't even know what to say.

"Come to me."

You walk towards her, and your clothes fall down around you. You walk, and crawl on top of her. Kissing her, passionately before she pushes you away.

"The ritual." she says, throwing the blankets off of her. You see her, in all of her glory. Her fully, hairy bush, as rough and untamed as her. Her small but firm breasts, each with a dark, erect nipple. Her powerful arms and sturdy legs. She is a warrior, and as you take her in, she grapples you. You try to fight back, but she pins you on your back. You struggle, although not for long as she grabs your erect cock and rides it. Her pussy is wet, and you cry out in pleasure as she rides you. Her tits, jiggling as she dominates you. Her face determined.

As her pussy slides around your raw cock, you begin to understand. She is a warrior. She is taking your essence to improve her own abilities. She feels... disappointed that you would submit.