Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks

Chapter 740: The Ant That Bit Maya’s Trimmed Pussy

Victoria, who already knew the truth — that I was the one who had planted the bomb on the plane — looked at Maya with a faint trace of guilt in her eyes.

She spoke in a calm, steady voice, deliberately steering the conversation away from further speculation.

"We don’t know for certain. It might have just been an accident. Let’s not think too much about it right now. We can discuss everything properly tomorrow when we’re rested."

Maya hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She lay back down beside me, turning onto her side so that she faced me, and closed her eyes.

Victoria gave us one last glance before stepping back outside to resume her watch by the fire, staying alert for any animals or other threats on the unfamiliar island.

I remained lying on my side, looking at Maya. Her eyes were closed, her breathing gradually evening out as she tried to sleep.

The leaf bra she wore did little to contain the full, heavy shape of her breasts. Even in the dim firelight that filtered in from outside, the soft rise and fall of her chest was impossible to ignore. The sight left me hard beneath the leaf skirt.

I wasn’t willing to let the opportunity slip by.

A small red ant was crawling across the thin layer of grass near my hand. I used the BEAST TAMER ability and pricked the tip of my finger with a sharp edge of bamboo, let a single drop of blood fall onto the insect, and used the blood connection to tame it completely.

Under my silent command, the ant turned, climbed onto Maya’s bare calf, and began making its way upward along the smooth skin of her inner thigh.

It slipped beneath the loose edge of her leaf skirt, crawled higher, and finally stopped just above her pussy — right on the soft, neatly trimmed strip of black hair that covered the upper part of her mound. There, following my order, it bit down.

Maya’s eyes fluttered open at the sudden sharp sting. A soft, involuntary sound escaped her lips before she could stop it.

"Hmm... ah..."

I had already closed my eyes again and slowed my breathing, pretending to be deeply asleep.

Maya’s hand slipped under her leaf skirt. Her fingers brushed over the small swollen bite mark nestled in the short black hair just above her pussy.

The tiny bump was already raised and warm to the touch, a distinct little knot of irritated flesh sitting right in the middle of the soft, trimmed hair. She scratched lightly at the itchy, stinging spot, her breathing growing uneven. Panic quickly replaced the initial discomfort.

[Something bit me... right there... There’s a small bump already... I can feel it under my fingers... It’s swelling... ]

[What if it’s poisonous? What if it’s the same kind of snake venom again... or something even worse? What if it starts spreading? What if I can’t walk tomorrow? What if—]

Her thoughts kept spiraling, each one more anxious than the last. The small swollen bump felt bigger every time her fingers brushed over it, even though it was still only the size of a grain of rice. The fact that it was located in such an intimate place only made the fear worse.

I was reading her thoughts the entire time and understood exactly how alarmed she was becoming.

I opened my eyes with a carefully worried expression, sitting up halfway. At the same time, Victoria came back inside after hearing Maya’s soft cry, and Rachel sat up from her corner as well, rubbing her eyes.

"Boss, what happened?" Rachel asked, voice still thick with sleep.

Maya first blushed deeply. She quickly pulled her hand out from under the leaf skirt, curling her fingers into a fist as if trying to hide the fact that she had been touching herself there. Her voice came out small and shaky.

"I... I think just now something bit me. I’m... I’m a little afraid. OMG, why am I so unlucky today? First the snake... and now this... god knows what it was..."

I kept the concerned look firmly on my face and leaned a little closer.

"Aunt Maya, show me. Where exactly did it bite you? If it’s something venomous, we need to know right away."

Maya’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink. She pressed her thighs together instinctively, the leaf skirt shifting with the movement. Her eyes darted away from mine, clearly too embarrassed to say the words out loud. Inside, her anxious thoughts continued to race.

[There’s a little bump... I can still feel it... It’s right on the soft part above... in the hair... What if Dexter has to look at it? What if everyone sees? But what if it’s poisonous and I don’t show them in time?]

Victoria, still standing near the entrance, spoke in a serious, no-nonsense tone.

"Yes, Maya. Let Dexter take a look. We don’t know what bit you — it could be dangerous. Don’t be shy right now. This is serious."

Maya bit her lower lip. Her voice dropped even quieter, almost a whisper. She pointed downward with one finger, the tip of it hovering near the center of her leaf skirt, but she still couldn’t bring herself to say the exact place.

"It... it bit me... down there."

Rachel’s eyes widened slightly. Victoria’s expression remained steady, though a faint flush of secondhand embarrassment colored her cheeks.

I kept my voice gentle but firm, still playing the worried caretaker.

"Aunt Maya, I need you to be a little more specific. ’Down there’ could mean a lot of places. If I’m going to check the bite properly, I need to know exactly where it is."

Maya’s face was now burning. She squeezed her eyes shut for a second, then opened them again, looking anywhere except at me. Her voice came out tiny and mortified. At the same time, her fingers twitched, as if she could still feel the small swollen bump sitting in the short black hair just above her pussy.

"...It bit me on the... on the soft part... just above... above my... private area. In the hair there. There’s a little bump already... it stings and feels warm..."

She pressed her thighs together more tightly, the leaf skirt riding up slightly from the movement, and added in an even smaller voice.

"Please don’t make me say it again... It’s already embarrassing enough... but I’m really scared it might be something bad..."