Ben cracked his eyes open slowly, trying his best to ignore the throbbing behind his eyes. He tried to move about but found that his range of motion was limited. Moving his arms was a no go, as he could feel something binding them together. Ben tried moving his feet but found that they, too, were bound.
Growling in frustration at his current predicament, Ben opened his eyes fully, taking in his new surroundings. He saw he was in a cage that had been constructed with thick branches and metallic odds and ends. It was small, which explained why he was curled up in a little ball. Ben shifted his arms and legs in a way that had his arms in front of him as he surveyed his position.
The cage in question was in a tent made of cloth, leather and thick animal hides. The only source of light was a couple of torches that lit the tent well, displaying everything. He saw he was being guarded by something that looked human but was very different from what he remembered.
It stood at around seven feet in height, bald, and with green skin the color of new leaves. Its skin was mottled in places but stretched tightly over a solid and muscular frame. Its brawny and solid appearance said that it was male and made Ben think twice about attempting to tangle with it. It must have had some semblance of intelligence, judging by the fact that it wore rudimentary clothes and basic stone weapons.
Looking down at himself, Ben saw that whatever these things were, they had taken everything he had. The only bit he kept was the clothes on his back, for which he was grateful, as it was more than a bit chilly right then. He looked around and saw that none of his belongings were there and figured that they were stored elsewhere.
Ben glanced around and saw two other cages like his sitting in the tent next to him. One cage was empty, while in the other sat what appeared to be a woman like the male in the room. The only major difference apart from the obvious from was that she had hair on her head as opposed to being bald like the male. Ben would have tried talking to her, hoping to get her attention, but was interrupted by another arrival.
The recent addition to the tent was another male like the first one, only he carried much better weapons. Specifically, he carried Ben's bow and quiver of arrows over his shoulder, which Ben growled about quietly. He then started talking in a harsh and guttural language to his fellow guard, as it was apparent that's what they were.
They seemed to growl and grunt, laughing about something, until the woman interrupted them. Her words caught their attention, and they looked over to her, and started cussing her out. Ben believed they were uttering expletives at her until she talked some more. Whatever she was saying caught them off guard and they were at a loss, going from the looks on their faces.
The woman continued to talk, her voice deeper than what Ben thought it would be. After listening to her, Ben found that her voice was comforting in a way. The men continued to look at her as she finished, and they seemed leery of whatever she said. She said a few things more, before the men put their heads together, whispering so quietly that even Ben couldn't make out what they were saying.
Their heads came up, and they wore grins as they spoke to the woman, issuing commands to her. Whatever they wanted, she nodded in compliance, which pleased them. It was then that one man walked forward and undid the bindings on her cage, letting her out. She stepped out of it and stretched as her captor undid the bindings on her wrists and feet, letting her move about.
It was then that Ben got a really good look at her. She stood just as tall as the men, but less swarthy in build as they were. Her skin was more of a hazel than pure green and her features were far more human than the men's and amazingly pretty, if not beautiful. The woman had curves in a way that seemed impossible. Her ass was round enough to make even him stare, and she had full and bountiful tits, which jiggled when she moved.
If women like her had existed in Ben's era, she would have been considered an exotic and beautiful woman. Tall women this curvy were a rarity in Ben's time, but if this is what humanity had evolved into, Ben certainly wouldn't complain! Her hair was also something that was unique, as it was a deep red and partitioned into dreadlocks. The dreads hung to her ass and some of them had beads or trinkets worked into them.
She smiled at the men and leaned into one, kissing him, as they both moaned quietly. The other man was behind her, putting his hands on the woman's ass, kneading and squeezing it as he licked her neck. The clothes she wore were a simple band of cloth that did little to contain her breasts and a basic loincloth. Said clothing was quickly dispensed with, torn to shreds before it was tossed to the ground.
The woman then stopped, breaking away from the men, which had them questioning her. Until she whispered, gesturing to them, and they wore smiles once again. The men quickly dispensed with their pants, showcasing their rapidly hardening dicks. Ben couldn't help but feel slightly emasculated at this, as they were both sporting twelve-inch cocks that were easily as thick as his wrist!
Ben had no idea what this woman was thinking for wanting sex right now, but he was happy for the distraction. He started working at his bonds, doing his best to free his hands. He'd work on his feet once he had his hands clear, which wouldn't take him long. These... men... mutants, he supposed, weren't overly cautious about how they tied their ropes. Ben kept working his ropes as the woman continued to keep the men occupied.
One man let out a semi-loud moan, which the woman quickly shushed. He glared at her for a moment, until she whispered something to him, which had him nod reluctantly. It was then that he went back to kissing her and biting at her flesh, while the other one was nudging at her entrance with his cock.
The additional guard slid it back and forth, causing the woman to moan softly, before she broke away from the first one. She then pushed the second one to the ground, before she sat on his face, pushing her moist quim into it. He groaned in approval and started licking her, while she crooked her finger to the first one. He walked up to her, with his hard dick sitting in front of her face, before she swallowed it.
Ben couldn't help but goggle at the woman and how she had just taken the whole thing in one swift motion! He could see the slight bulge in her throat, where the guard's cock was shifting back and forth! She must have had some experience with this sort of thing, as it seemed to bother her little. Ben kept working his hand bindings as she kept working the men in front of her.
She sucked on the man's cock hard, constricting her throat while she did, making him hiss in delight. She moaned a fair bit herself, as the man beneath her was making good use of his tongue, hitting her nerves nicely. The woman ground her hips down some more, egging the guard on, as she dragged the standing guard's cock out of her mouth.
She really looked to be into it, as Ben had gotten his bindings off with none of them noticing. He eased his hands down to his feet and started untying the ropes there, when he made eye contact with the woman. He froze, thinking at that very second, she would say something out loud and he'd be in a world of hurt! It was a brief moment that she looked at him, and to his surprise, winked!
It was when she turned back to occupy the guards that he understood she was playing them! She was using the promise of sex and their personal enjoyment to have them get out of there! Or at least here, at any rate. He went back to removing his feet bindings, getting them cleared before he turned to the cage door.
The woman then stood up and bid the guard laying down to stand as well. She then bent over and wiggled her ass at the guard she was blowing, and he got the message. He stepped behind her and in one shove, buried his cock deep within her folds. She moaned loudly until it was stifled with the other guard's cock stuffed into her mouth.
