Her motion and the slight rise of her chest made her covered nipples ache for attention, Hectavia's body rebelling against her under the influence of the aphrodisiac she ingested, even as she made a stand and tried to appear strong before the three men. A stray thought crept into her mind, that if she antagonized them they might fuck her rough and hard, and for a second that outcome seemed not only acceptable but desired as well.<br/><br/>"Well, it just looks creepy to me." Sand shrugged, his attention still held by her tome "I'm not saying there's much we could do with it anyway right guys?"<br/><br/>"So you are one to make deals yes?" Terrence mused aloud "Care to make a deal with the three of us? Like you said, you can make us of the camp and rest here safely. We'll share food and water with you and in exchange you'll help us hunt and survive. As for your fulfilling your curse-born needs, we won't do anything to you that you won't like us to, or ask ask in advance. However, three men and one woman can be cause for a conflict, so we should each take our turns when you need carnal attentions. I think that is acceptable to everyone?" The hunched man figured "Survival is a mutual goal of ours, yes?"<br/><br/>As they talk, the sky grew completely dark and they were left in pitch blackness, with clouds hiding the moon and the stars even, the only source of light being the campfire they tended to. The temperature was slowly falling as well, causing Hectavia to shiver.<br/><br/>"For now, stay. We eat and drink tonight, tomorrow you can show us how well you can hunt or help. After that you can stay or go. We have mapped much of the island, will draw it for you if you want to leave.." The half orc grunted, then having finished preparing the dead animal, and with Sand's help made a splitroast over the campfire, starting to cook the boar's meat. Regardless of her wishes, Hectavia imagined herself splitroasted on their cocks, and grew wetter, now actually starting to drip.