A few months pass

A few months pass in a heartbeat. Although you are still the prize of a lizardman, you have done just as the lizardwoman, Nareej, suggested. You’ve slowly garnered the respect of Dereek by doing things that would show strength. You have done things such as accompany him on hunts or win matches against other prizes in the wrestling pits. Sexually, you even started to request that he give you oral pleasure rather than have you do all the pleasuring with your mouth.

You notice, however, that as you garner more respect, you find him fucking you less and less. A part of you is disappointed in this, but another part of you is glad that your efforts are showing some tangible results.

A month manages to pass without him penetrating your tender pussy. Both your and Dereek’s needs are somewhat tended to with some oral loving, but the emptiness between your legs grows with each day. There is no going back on the feeling of his cock thrusting into you.

You become **** one day and try to mount yourself on top of him, but he overpowers you, choosing to use his fingers instead to quell your arousal. He does not say why he no longer fucks you, but you try and pay it no mind.

A sunny day comes, and you find yourself on another hunt with Dereek. You’re clothed in a few leather wraps that cover your breasts and loins—a luxury considering you spent your first month completely in the nude.

This hunt is different, though. Today, you hold a bow and a couple arrows. Dereek has entrusted you with a weapon for the first time. Now is the time to prove yourself. Luckily, you had practiced a bow and arrow a few times back home in your village. One of the huntresses taught you how to use one, so you’re not a complete stranger to it.

You and Dereek spot an elk in the distance, peering at it through the bushes.

“Do it. Show me what you’re capable of,” Dereek hisses.

You draw the bow, trying to remember the basics you had learned back home. You take aim at the elk.