Primitive Man

Garnt observed the people from Rona's group, their faces etched with fear and uncertainty. They appeared dirty, their lower clothes tattered and upper half of their body naked, and their overall health seemed compromised. It was evident that they had endured their share of hardships in their journey.

Taking a step forward, Garnt pointed towards his own people, who stood beside him, looking healthy, well-fed, and clean. Their clothing was in good repair, and they carried themselves with an air of confidence and strength.

"Do you want to be like us? Look at how different we are. We have good weapons, clean clothes and many more things that you don't have." Garnt asked, his voice carrying across the silence that had fallen upon the crowd.

For a moment, the people of Rona's group observed Garnt's people and then looked at themselves. They exchanged glances, their expressions filled with longing and hope. Slowly, some of them nodded, showing their approval.

They wanted the chance to live a life that was clean, healthy, and free from the hardships they had endured.

"Look at their faces, why do they look so shiny and what are those clothes? It looks like the skin of the animals we eat," One of the women said, looking at the women in Garnt's group with jealousy and desire.

As Garnt continued to watch, he pointed at a random man from Rona's group. Suddenly, Aunt Ayra swiftly moved into action. She dropped to one knee and placed the sharp end of her spear against the man's neck as he kneeled before Garnt.

A bone that looked like a weapon fell from his hand, revealing his intent to harm Garnt.

Aunt quickly tied the man's hands, ensuring he could no longer pose a threat. Garnt, while keeping his composure, spoke with a tone of assurance and promise. "We won't treat you as badly as you have been treated before. We offer you safety, security, and a chance for a better life.

Will you follow me? Will you join us?"

He also didn't want to look too good in front of them, since he wanted them to fear him and respect him as a leader, instead of someone that they could use and throw away for their own advantage. "But, if you act like this man, I won't show any mercy.

Next time, someone like this appears, my people will harm you."

The tension in the air was palpable as the people of Rona's group exchanged glances once more. Some of them nodded, their fear slowly transforming into hope as they made the decision to take a chance on this new opportunity.

They understood that Garnt was offering them a lifeline, and they were willing to embrace it. It wasn't like they had any knowledge to acknowledge about what they were getting into, but just the simple vision in front fo them was enough for them to identify the difference between the two groups.

With that, the process of integrating Rona's group into Garnt's village began, and a new chapter in their lives was about to unfold while Garnt knew it would be a whole new challenge to control these people and especially Rona, who is a wild tigress that is out of control.

***

Rona had drifted into a state of unconsciousness, wrapped in the comforting embrace of her childhood memories. In her dream, she saw her parents, their loving smiles etched into her heart. They were the pillars of her life when she was just a child, showering her with warmth and affection.

"Rona, when you grow up, I want you to get out of this cave and explore the world.

For some reason, I feel like there are a lot of things that we can improve in our life," her mother, who looked just as beautiful as the current Rona, muttered with her face looking rather wistful as she gazed at the cave's entrance.

"Your mother is right. Look at this branch, I made that in a way which allowed us to hunt more animals. If we try more, we can create something really useful.

We don't have to be like other humans that survive the day and then die inside their caves." Rona's father muttered showing the clear inspiration of her spear was from her father.

As the dream continued to unfold, it took a dark turn. Rona's heart began to race, and her body grew slick with sweat. She watched in horror as her parents, once vibrant and full of life, withered away before her eyes, consumed by cruel diseases.

Their suffering was unbearable, and Rona felt powerless to help them.

"I will not let them die. I will show them the world they dreamed of. I can't let them-"

Suddenly, with a gasp, Rona was jolted awake. Her chest heaved, and her eyes darted around the dimly lit cave. Confusion and fear coursed through her veins, as she realized her position.

"Easy there," a gentle voice murmured seeing her acting like a wild buffalo.

Rona turned her head to see Garnt, washing her body and tending to her wounds with a gentle touch that contrasted sharply with the nightmare that had just consumed her.

Next to him was a giant bonfire that Rona felt startled to look at, and she had no idea how or what it was.

"Why you? What is this?" Rona stammered, still dazed from the chaos that had unfolded moments ago.

Garnt smiled kindly, his eyes reflecting the dancing flames. "You mean these things?" He pointed at the fire before telling her not to worry about it.

Rona was completely naked and she suddenly covered her body out of the instinct of a woman, and looked at Garnt with her whole body in a defensive position.

'Damn it! I remember now. I lost to this man. I'm going to be used and thrown away like a useless woman now.'

Rona was having a crisis wondering about her future, but Garnt didn't do anything unwanted instead he quickly held her shoulder and started to wash her back and remove all the dirt on her body.

"Don't worry. I have no intention to harm you and just like I promised, your people won't be harmed." Garnt muttered while wiping her back. Rona kept covering her chest with one arm and tightly held her leg in case Garnt tried to force her.

"I have a question. Why did you build this small community? Why did you create a spear like that? What inspired you to do all this?"

Hearing his question, Rona took a closer look at Garnt and she suddenly started to notice things she didn't bother to look at.

'He is young and handsome.'

"I got my inspiration from my parents. They always wanted to be something more than just hunting animals. You can understand our feelings right? After all, you're like us.

You don't want to die as a wild animal."

Garnt smiled upon hearing her words and realized she would be one of his people in future.

"Where are your parents now?" Garnt questioned since he wanted to see what they were capable of.

"They are sick, I don't want you to bother them, and I will come with you so don't harm them. I'm all yours. You can do whatever you want with me." Rona muttered showing her options were very limited.

'He looks like a decent man, so I hope he won't treat me like the wild humans I saw and killed.'

Rona thought looking at the man, who was wiping her naked back. But his next words caused her to stand up suddenly because of how shocked she was.

"Your parents are inside the cave, right? What if I say I can heal them? Will you join me and serve me forever? I don't want you to consider my leadership as a weight.

I want a comrade, not a slave."

Rona didn't even bother to hide her body and her ample breasts and unshaved pussy were on full display for Garnt to watch. He tried his best to avoid looking at them, but he failed to do it because of how beautiful and toned her body was.

"Can-can you really do that? Are you lying to me?" Rona questioned, but Garnt just nodded his head.

"It's up to you whether you believe me or not. I promise you I can save them and that's it." Garnt confirmed his words, but Rona didn't look impressed.

"You're younger than me. I can tell just by watching your face and body. How can you do that when I fail to do that? Aren't you a brat?" She didn't really have any idea about her or Garnt's real age, but Rona knew the concept of getting old and she could easily tell that Garnt was way younger than her.

[Garnt, push that woman down and show her who you really are. Don't let her underestimate you. Believe me, I can see she still has the typical stone age woman remaining inside her. She has this attitude because you act reasonably.]

Eva muttered getting a little annoyed by Rona's ungratefulness and Garnt just sighed and got up.

"Rona! Don't talk like an idiot." Garnt said those words, as he dangerously got close to her almost touching her lips. Rona fell on her butt feeling the sudden change in his behaviour and she felt her heart beating so fast seeing him trying to dominate her.

"You lost! You lost to the same boy that you underestimated, so if I want I can do this and make you my slave," He suddenly touched her breasts and started to pinch her nipples looking at her with an angered look on his face.

'What is this boy? Why is he touching my milkers? I don't understand but somehow this feels odd. What is this?'

Rona thought as she continued to look at Garnt and waited to see what he was going to do next.