Tribe Master 2: A Fantasy Harem Adventure

by Noah Layton

  Her purple hair fell over her shoulders in waves, and her hazel eyes stared out from her sharp, pretty face. She was dressed in a white, short-sleeved overshirt that was tucked into a pair of tight beige shorts. Her bare, slim legs led down to her boot-clad feet, which paced the ground as she approached.

  ‘So sorry that I’m late,’ she said. ‘I know this is supposed to be our evening ritual.’

  ‘It’s not a ritual,’ I panted, lowering my head and setting my sword down. ‘Just try not to sneak up. You almost gave me a heart attack.’

  ‘Sorry, sorry,’ she said, ‘Habits of a hunter. I can’t resist walking quietly. Is this my plate?’ She pointed to the remaining one by the small patch surrounded by rocks that we had been using to create a fire each night.

  ‘It is indeed,’ Jeremiah said.

  ‘Thanks, Jeremiah,’ she replied. ‘You put my cooking skills to shame.’

  ‘You catch it and I’ll cook it,’ he smiled.

  ‘Please don’t do that to those piglets, though. Passed them by on my way in. I’ve only just gotten over the last sounder dying.’

  ‘Woah, woah, woah,’ I coughed, swallowing down a mouthful of steak as Santana laughed. ‘Correct me if I’m wrong, but did you just show sympathy for an animal?’

  ‘I… I might have done.’

  ‘Coming from the girl who not two weeks ago said that she wanted to leave a group of orphaned pigs to be slaughtered by the wolves of the forest.’

  ‘I felt guilty about it, all right? I never thought that they were actually going to be killed like that. When I do it it’s humane. It’s quick. These predators, they just sink their teeth in and throw them around until their hearts give out. That’s not the way to kill something.’

  ‘Well, don’t worry,’ Jeremiah said. ‘It takes piglets weeks to reach market weight. You’ve got this time with them until I slit their throats.’

  Ariadne was usually the most stoic out of all of my wives, but she spluttered out in laughter and only just managed to hold back the mouthful of milk she had.

  ‘And you say I’m the one who’s not romantic,’ I said.

  ‘I would say that you’re all cold,’ Lara continued, ‘but that would make me the biggest hypocrite in the land.’

  ‘I’ve got another announcement to make,’ I said, changing the subject, ‘Everybody can take the day off tomorrow.’

  ‘Are you serious, master?’ Tormus said.

  ‘Definitely. It’s long overdue. We’ve been working our asses off to get things set up these past few weeks. We’re defended, we’ve got plenty of surplus crops, and the wealth of the tribe is at an all-time high.’ That last part made me sound like some corporate asshole. ‘Do… Whatever it is you do when you’re not working. Get high on moonseed, plant some flowers, go for a walk… Enjoy yourselves.’

  We finished up for dinner and said goodnight as darkness reached the land. Over the next half hour I and my wives all bathed, while I ferried fresh water back and forth from the well. I had upgraded the totem a while back so that it accommodated a plentiful supply for all of us, as well as the animals and the crops.

  That was how things worked out here; fast-growing crop and supplies that returned quickly. From the night’s conversation another notion had also come to mind that I hadn’t considered before, too; animals grew much faster than they did back on Earth, just like the crops. A pig only took a few weeks to reach maturity, after which it could be sold or slaughtered for the meat. I wasn’t exactly a farming expert, neither here or on Earth, but I knew that it took at least several months for livestock back on Earth to grow to full-size.

  That aside, words couldn’t describe how grateful I was for the endless supply of water that the well provided. It was a strange system; it would deplete if a ninth member was added, but with the correct number of beings to provide for it remained constant, no matter how much we needed.

  I had stopped questioning the logic of it all by this point. I was just running with it as best as I could.

  I was the last to sink into the bath while the girls lounged around on the bed drying themselves off. They usually slipped back into at least some of their underwear after bathing, but tonight they simply remained stretched out naked on the bed, chatting atop the sheets as they ran their hands across each other’s skin.

  That was another thing that I had invested in as soon as possible; a decent bed. The old twin beds that I had originally pushed together had gone into storage in favour of the huge mattress and frame I now had that was fit for a king – seven-feet long and six-feet wide, more than enough space for myself and my wives.

  Aside from the rug, the bathtub and a small footlocker in the corner, it was still the only piece of furniture in the room. There was one small piece of decoration – I had installed a simple shelf above the bed with a single souvenir sat on it; one of the mother wolf’s huge, foot-long fangs, a trophy and reminder of my first adventure in Agraria.

  I plunged under the water, soaking my hair and the stubble on my face – scissors didn’t exist here and the best I could do was cut my facial hair with a sharpened knife.

  That said, I still thought that I cleaned up pretty well. I had been muscular before arriving, but constant work and a diet cut back to the bare bones of protein from the milk and the steak and nutrients from the tomatoes and corn had left me with a defined figure.

  And the girls made a lot of effort to make their opinions about my body known.

  I rose above the water, taking a deep breath and standing up in the bathtub. I reached for my towel and looked over at my naked wives, who were all looking over at me.

  I was never the kind of guy to get embarrassed at myself, and even now, with three of the hottest girls I had ever known examining me, I didn’t feel it.

  ‘What’s up?’ I said, smiling back at their suspicious faces. ‘What are you up to?’

  ‘Santana just told us that she has never tasted a man before,’ Lara said. ‘And she has a great desire to…’

  ‘And you have been neglecting us terribly this past week, master,’ Ariadne said.

  ‘How the hell have I been neglecting you?’ I said. ‘I look after you every day. I always make sure that you’re taken care of.’

  ‘That is not the kind of neglect that I speak of.’

  The penny should have dropped a lot faster than it did considering they were all naked, but it took a lot longer than I’d like to admit.

  ‘I’ve been working hard every day,’ I said. ‘And so have you. We’ve all been exhausted.’

  ‘We have needs,’ Lara said, running a hand across one of her large breasts and prolonging the last word.

  ‘This is Santana’s first time in a tribe,’ I said.

  ‘It’s the first time I’ve done a lot of things, actually,’ she smiled.

  ‘Exactly. That’s the only reason we’ve been hitting the hay straight away every night. I don’t want you to do anything that you’re not comfortable with.’

  ‘How do you know what I’m not comfortable with, master?’ She asked. ‘I am a grown woman.’

  ‘I… I guess I don’t.’

  I was still dripping wet when she slinked from the bed and sauntered over to me. Her long, reddened hair flowed over her shoulders, framing her pretty face and stopping just above her round, perky breasts and slim stomach, leading to her exposed waist and slim legs.

  Lara was right – I had been holding back. Santana had been an animal with me in the forest the first time we had had sex, but so far that had been the only time that we had done it. The four of us had fooled around in bed, sure, but nothing more.

  At least, not until now.

  Santana had displayed a mix of headstrong confidence and shyness ever since I had met her – while still following her religious teachings a little, it had repressed her natural rebelliousness, and it had started to come out in spades.

  The confidence she displayed as she crossed to me almost floored me, and I could already feel myself getting hard
.

  She stared into my eyes the whole time, stopping before me and sinking to her knees, still refusing to let up her gaze.

  She also refused to look away as she took my throbbing cock in her soft touch, or when she ran her tongue up my shaft and clasped her lips around me.

  ‘Holy shit…’ I groaned quietly, my mouth gaping open like an idiot as she fucked me with her mouth. Santana wasn’t wasting time. She had never had her lips around a man’s dick before, and my guess that she would take it slow had been completely off.

  She was practically devouring me – and she still wasn’t looking away from me.

  I was the first to break my gaze, not out of losing my nerve but out of distraction.

  There was a long moan from the bed, and I looked up to see both Ariadne and Lara touching themselves as they watched Santana pleasuring me.

  I indulged in the feeling of Santana’s untouched, wet mouth for a while longer, running my hands into her soft hair and guiding her lightly as she lapped at me with her tongue before pulling her away from me.

  She looked up at me, breathing hard and grinning devilishly.

  ‘You sure you’ve never done that before?’ I said. ‘Because you’ve definitely got a natural talent for it.’

  She stood up and took my hand, guiding me back to the bed where she fell down between Ariadne and Lara, sinking her hand between her legs. Through the fading light slipping through the canopy above I could already see how the lips between her legs were gleaming with moisture.

  I’m the luckiest man alive.

  The heat of the land was still overbearing, but I wasn’t complaining. From there my mind dropped into a mess of total pleasure as I indulged in my wives, taking them one after the other for as long as I could. In minutes we were sparkling with sweat, the warmth only making each of them more insatiable. By the time I had taken all three of them hard, I returned to Santana and fucked her just as she wanted it, the way we had done in the forest, with her on her back grinding her hips against me as my muscular body pounded into her from above.

  I couldn’t get enough of them; Ariadne and Lara remained either side of Santana, rubbing themselves faster and harder as they watched me take her, and between it all the gasping moans of Santana were driving me crazy.

  ‘Give me it, master,’ she moaned, staring at me hard in the eyes.

  ‘Share your seed, master,’ Ariadne whimpered, her mouth falling open at her own touch. ‘We all need it…’

  I was too caught up in Santana’s tightness to understand what she meant at first, but as Lara ran a hand over Santana’s breasts and toned stomach, I realized.

  ‘How hard can you get?’ Santana asked in shock, her eyes going wide as I thrusted into her, reaching my peak as my cock felt like it was going to explode.

  I pulled out of her, Santana effortlessly grabbing my length and jerking me off as I came hard onto her toned stomach and across her breasts, my whole body seizing up. By the time I had finished she was covered, and Lara and Ariadne were licking it from her with total ferocity.

  The blood had gone completely from my head, and that mixed with the sight of my wives licking my juices from Santana’s body would have easily sent me collapsing onto my ass. It took a lot of strength just to stay on my feet.

  What almost sent me down was Santana running a finger through it and licking it up, sucking her finger dry as she smiled up at me.

  When they had finally licked each other clean I fell down between them atop the sheets. The heat had begun to let up, but we were still no match for it. Bathing had been pointless considering how drenched in sweat we all were, but I was well beyond caring about something so stupid.

  I was usually the last to fall asleep, but that night I beat my wives to it.

  Chapter Two

  I awoke with the sunrise the next day, getting up before my wives and dressing before heading outside. I had given everybody the day off, but as always ideas were still buzzing in my head.

  Eight citizens including myself. Two houses. Rotating crops of corn and tomatoes. A small batch of moonseed. Perimeter fences and secured gates. Two taurems. Two horses. Five piglets. Totems all upgraded to a sustainable level. Plentiful supplies of food and water. A reasonable level of safety.

  Above all, we hadn’t splurged with the supply of gold that I was steadily building with each trip to the trading post. On my orders, Tormus and Eri had scaled back the corn over the past two weeks and replaced a reasonable amount with tomato seeds. They had also expanded the plantation of moonseed, allowing those already planted to regrow and using the additional seeds produced to build it further.

  We had produced so much that the price of tomatoes was also beginning to drop, but it didn’t worry me; with all the sales we had made, including the moonseed, I had a little over 3500GP in my inventory.

  Considering that we had been struggling to stay afloat after I first arrived, previously living day to day with south of 500GP in my pocket at any one time, it felt like a small fortune.

  Hell, it was a small fortune.

  We were steady, but already I was growing restless. The more I looked at the perimeter fence, the more I felt confined. I was proud of the work that Jeremiah and I had accomplished, but we could do more.

  Just like the moonseed, I wanted to expand – and I knew exactly where to start.

  I made the rounds and accomplished a few small jobs while my citizens awoke, checking on the stored crops and those still growing, as well as the animals and the quality of the fence. It was sturdy and a decent line of defense, but I would soon need to upgrade the Defense Totem in order to unlock a few additional defensive features. If any formidable force wanted to smash their way through, it wouldn’t take them long.

  Really, I was just killing time until Jeremiah awoke.

  When he finally left his house I beelined across the fields to meet him. We greeted each other as normal, the same way we had done since he had arrived – not once did he ever bring up the situation with myself and Santana, and for that I was endlessly grateful. He didn’t exactly need a reminder that I was having sex with his previously hyper-religious daughter.

  ‘I’m going to get straight to the point,’ I started. ‘When we left your homestead, I told you that we’d be able to return one day and turn it into an outpost. One day always sounds like something far off, but why don’t we do it now?’

  ‘Right now? Are you evicting me, master?’

  ‘No, no,’ I said hurriedly. ‘That’s not what I’m saying. This land is getting pretty crowded, and in the very near-future I don’t doubt that it’s going to get more crowded. We’ve got crops, animals, buildings – this is the centre of the tribe. But we need to use what we have.’

  ‘My lands, you mean?’

  ‘Exactly. They could become part of the tribal lands. An outpost. You can take your house back and live there permanently. You would have total control over it. And you wouldn’t have to worry about the wolves anymore seeing as they’ve been taken care of.’

  ‘It does sound peaceful,’ he smiled. ‘But what would I do with my time?’

  ‘Do what you do best. Take care of the livestock. Lara may be an expert on hunting for animals but you’re the expert when it comes to taking care of them. Meat’s an expensive commodity across the land, even with the uptick in animals in the forest.’

  He paused, thinking for a moment.

  ‘I am all for the idea. I would like nothing more than to return to my land. But there is one problem.’

  ‘You’re going to mention Santana, aren’t you? Look… If you think it’s better that she stays with you then you can take her with you.’

  ‘Take her with me? By the gods, no. I have had time to dwell on this matter over the last few weeks, and I think that it is best that she flies the nest. She is a grown woman, and I am an old man. You are in a much better position to take care of her. This place is quickly becoming a fortress, after all.’

  ‘It’d be nothing without your help. I
wouldn’t even have half of it finished. But if this isn’t about Santana then what did you want to ask?’

  ‘I can heal most wounds that come my way,’ he said. ‘Santana is reasonably trained, but if one of the members of the tribe becomes injured here, what good am I if am miles from here?’

  He had a point. I hadn’t thought about that.

  ‘I know that Santana is your priority,’ I said. ‘She’s a hell of a rider, but she’s not a fighter. I promise that she’ll be kept out of harm’s way. We have medicine and bandages here, which should be enough to sustain somebody until we can bring them to you. If need be we’ll buy a supply of healing potions. But if I’m being honest, it’s usually me getting my ass kicked.’

  ‘That is true, Master Jack. You put yourself in harm’s way far too much.’

  ‘Better me than my people. So what do you say?’

  Jeremiah dwelled on it for another moment before nodding and shaking my hand.

  ‘Time to expand,’ he chuckled.

  This was a whole new step – I just had no idea how to start.

  ***

  ‘Alorion! You up there?’

  I stood by the perimeter fence, shouting up to the tree just beyond our border that he called home. It was non-descript among the others, standing out so little that I had almost cut it down during the production of the fence.

  I had taken a quick breakfast and was now searching for him.

  ‘Over here, Jack.’

  I turned to see him scurrying along the top of the fence towards me, balancing deftly.

  ‘If we ever get attacked I just better hope that it’s not by a bunch of your friends.’

  ‘Fortunately I have no friends, Jack.’

  ‘That’s… The saddest thing I’ve ever heard.’

  ‘Well, I do have you as a friend.’

  ‘And that makes up for it all,’ I smiled. ‘I need some advice, but seeing as your memory isn’t exactly reliable I don’t know if you’ll be able to help.’

  ‘I shall try my best.’

  ‘If I want to claim a section of land on behalf of the tribe, what would I need to do?’