Leanna realized she lost control of herself around the shaman. Catering to Tait’s whims became her world. She needed to get away from him to be her own person again. Maybe she would never return to her old life but living the life of a slave held no joy to her mind. It went against her core nature so she decided to run away. Leanna would exhaust Tait and wait for him to sleep. She knew the female spirit in her came up with the idea how.
Tait worked up a mixture that would help him commune with spirits. A few of the ingredients missing but a start of a powerful mixture. Tomorrow he would send tribal members to retrieve the rest. Yes, soon the return to honoring spirits must continue. The rewards already began with Leanna. His future children leaders of their tribe. Uniting the tribe to fight their common threats. Leanna sauntered into the room hips swaying as she knelt before him. She fished out Tait’s manhood massaging it gently with her smooth hand. She proceeded to wet her lips before beginning to suck on it. Her tongue caressing as she squeezed from below trying to draw out the salty juices. Tait soon spurted into her mouth. She reflexively swallowed it as she stood up leading him to the bed.
Tait slept soundly worn out from carnal pleasures that Leanna lured him into. She traced her finger along his muscles trying to pull herself away from him. Easy to just lay next to her man spending her life in docile servitude. Finally breaking away she put on some loose fitting clothes using a rope to cinch it up so that it wouldn’t fall down. She filled a backpack with some provisions and her coin purse from her adventuring days. She quietly slipped into the night tired but longing for a break from the carnal draw that she felt towards Tait.
