Sue battles alongside the chief!

Susan awoke from a horrid dream. "What a terrible image!" Sue thought. She had dreamed of being trapped in the Savage Land and enslaved by a filthy frog king. She groggily came out of the dream. She wrapped her arms around the warm body next to her. Her eyes were not yet open and she kissed the man in her bed. The slime on Reed's cheek was strange. Her eyes adjusted to the reality and she cringed.

"Morning!" The frog chief croaked.

Sue spit out the slime, "Ewww gross!" she quickly moved her arm from his chest. As the frog chief lifted himseld from the bed, Sue covered her naked body.

The frog chief put on a small tunic and motioned for Susan to follow. "Hurry, I have need for you!"

Susan was scared to get out of the bed fully nude. But the chief merely croaked a laugh, "I have already seen it all!"

"Fuck you!" Sue lashed out. She dejectedly stepped from the bed. Her supple body on display for the frog chief. Sue found herself walking behind the frog chief through the camp. The other males croaked approval. Sue had a collar around her neck. The chief stopped at the Shaman's tent. They entered quickly.

"Prepare her for battle," he bellowed to the Shaman and her servants.

Sue shook her head, "I will not fight for you!"

The Shaman laughed, "You will," she said. The old lady pulled out a small bag. She poured dust onto her hands and blew the dust in Sue's face. "You will do as told!"

Sue stood motionless, "Yes!"

The servants went about preparing Sue. The garb she wore was hardly battle ready. She was fitted in a small chain-mail top that barely covered her breasts, and a small similar skirt that cut to the bottoms of her ass. Sue's feet were clad in tight boots. She was handed a sword.

Soon she found herself standing beside the chief over a hill. At the bottom was another camp. The people looked like a different kind of frog. The chief bellowed out, "That is our quarry! Take all that you can!"

Sue was racing down the hill with the other warriors. An alarm went up in the camp and Sue watched a cadre of soliders line up to intercept the invading ****. Sue did as told and raised her sword. She was upon her "enemies" in minutes.

The frog chief watched his new warrior Queen hack and slash her way through the other tribe. It was like magic. Sue had been trained by the greatest martial artists and swordsmen. The frog chief watched her twist in the air and kick an oncoming enemy. The flight caused her skirt to lift, giving him a nice shot of her ass. The other frogs seemed captivated too, but she was the chiefs.

Sue found her way to the other chief. She quickly disarmed him. She held ready for instructions. Her own chief croaked to the fallen adversary, "Submit!" With that, the battle was done. The frog chief looked upon his new consort and felt his cock rise. She huffed and puffed from battle, her tits bouncing, and her sweat dripping.

Sue felt a strong arm around her waist. She turned to see the frog chief leering. "Well done," he whispered in her ear. "Now to the victor go the spoils!" His mouth crushed her own. She tried to think of something other than the invading tongue but could not. The powder was affecting her mind. The long tongue danced in her mouth, and she found herself fighting it with her own. The pair made out obscenely on the battle field. His hand reached under her skirt. Susan felt his digits touch her folds, and she melted. The mighty chief was adept at foreplay and Susan was cumming in his hands in public.

The chief lifted her into his arms, "I will retire to the royal tent! Enjoy the spoils!" he told his men.