Chapter 42

Tribal Worship

That Evening, back at the Villa...

Mick looked over both Silva and Eli with a vigilant eye as they were secured to the beds in the room by Amon, Galen, and Zarch. They both had harnesses around their chests that secured them to chains that wrapped around the beds under the mattresses, along with metal manacles on their wrists and ankles, attached to chains that went to the corners of each bed. The frames were made of heavy steel. Same with the cuffs and chains, and the harnesses were made of reinforced synthetic leather. That way, neither Eli or Silva would be able to break out, no matter how strong they appeared.

"Alright, that's done." Amon said, finishing up. "...It's just a shame we have to keep them this way."

"It's not like we have much of a choice!" Mick growled as Xen setup the cameras that focused on them. "Controlled, brainwashed, whatever! I really don't care! All that matters is after that crazy-ass chase, they can't be left running amok! Especially here! So, until we can figure out how Cailus is pulling their strings and cut them free of his control, we are not taking any chances!"

"More like you are not taking any chances." Galen said, giving Mick an irritated look. "Silva may seem like nothing but an attack dog from the impression you have gotten, but you shouldn't let that cloud your judgment. He is kind, and caring once you get to know him, Mick."

"Well, yes. I'm sure he can be when he is not being used like a remote-controlled hunter-killer drone!" Mick said, shooting the look right back. "But as long as Whatever Cailus is using to keep Silva on his leash, he is a threat. Don't let your prior feelings and family relationship fog your logic and commons sense, Galen. Until we can figure out what Cailus did to them, they are a danger to-"

Silva and Eli's eyes shot open at that moment, both letting out loud, feral growls. Silva looked around the room, examining his environment and everyone in it. When his gaze stopped on Galen, Silva tried to lunge at the lion with bloody murder in his glowing eyes! If it weren't for the harness and chained manacles securing him to the bed, he would have no doubt attacked with ferocity!

Silva struggled against his bindings for a few moments, unable to break free. After this, he settled on the bed, relaxing his limbs and body, keeping his leery glare on Galen.

"Wow." Mick quipped, walking forward, looking at Silva with a leer, catching the younger wolf's attention. "What a very twisted expression of brotherly love."

Silva shot the leer right back, gnashing his teeth. "And just who are you? You are obviously not Egad Nob. You don't have his eyes, fox boy."

Mick scoffed. "Well, whoop-DE-fucking-do for you. Congratulations, you win the booby prize, Sherlock. I am Mick, and I am a relative of Egad's."

Silva shook his head in disappointment. "Figures. Not surprising to me in the least. Egad's a coward, doesn't even have the stones to actually talk to me in person, face-to-face, so he sends his son..."

"Again, wrong impression, Silva." A voice said as the door to the room opened. Stepping in, dressed in a black tank top with some leather pants, was Egad! Symon was at his side in similar attire, holding his medical examination kit filled with scanners. Neither of them looked very happy as they walked up, standing over Silva on the bed like gigantic church spires. "To be brutally honest, Silva, I was planning on meeting with you in Mel'Andrea in a few days. Unfortunately, Cailus seems to have gotten to you first. Also, I find it extremely offensive that you refer to me as the coward, when you are the one who is doing my brother's dirty work for him."

Silva watched Egad intensely as he continued speaking.

"Also, on anther note for future reference when you are freed from Cailus' control: Don't make insulting quips about my coven, or my family. After all, you should know yourself just how deep those bonds run."

Silva rolled his eyes. "I may consider it. No guarantees though, foxy pimp daddy."

Amon let out a loud growl of rage. "This is your only warning, Silva! Controlled or not, watch your tongue!"

"Pay him no mind, Amon." Egad said, raising a hand. "If Cailus is controlling Silva and Eli with what I think he is using, it won't make much of a difference right now. Go ahead and start your scans, Symon. If you do detect that frequency or any of the materials I mentioned with those scanners, it will confirm my theory of implanted control chips."

Symon got out a case, and opened it. Several drone pod scanners deployed from the case, hovering over Silva. They started to run scanning beams over his body, Symon monitoring their scans with a tablet in the case.

"This will take a few minutes." Symon said to Egad. "Don't worry, though. The scans will be very thorough."

Silva laughed like a crazy man. "This is your best shot?! A doctor?! I must say, Egad... I'm disappointed."

Symon growled, rolling his eyes. "Amon! If Silva makes one more snarky quip like that, gag him. It's already difficult enough to focus on reading the data without input from a brainwashed goddamn yobbo smart mouth."

Amon approached the bed, a muzzle visible in his hands. Silva went quiet after that, glaring at the rat warrior, teeth bared.

Mick smirked. "Well, that's a relief. Guess he finally got the message to shut up-"

"Don't start anything, either Mick." Symon said flatly, cutting Mick off. "If you can't be quiet and watch, then go upstairs."

Mick looked at Symon for a few seconds before walking out of the room. Despite his irritation, he swaggered out the door like a total boss, Silva watching him with a murderous leer.

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Jet watched Mick walk out of the room with swagger and style. Despite the obvious display of confidence and skylark, Jet wasn't falling for the act. He could see deep underneath the mask, that Mick was absolutely furious. Still, the fennec could give the younger Daniels kudos for his self-control.

"Alright. What did he say to piss you off?" Jet asked, walking alongside Mick as they walked up the stairs.

Mick looked at Jet with irritation, letting the mask fall. "To be bluntly honest, every word that came out of his mouth was infuriating."

Jet put a hand on Mick's shoulder. "Well, the only advice I can give is try to get it out of your mind. If you just let it fester until it makes you explode, you are only letting Cailus win in the end."

Mick sighed, doing his best to calm himself. "Good point, Jet. I'll do my best. Maybe he just wound me up too much with the car chase."

"I can tell." Jet replied as he stepped around Mick and kneaded his shoulders lightly. "Your muscles are so tensed up they may as well be stone. Why don't you come with me out to the jaccuzi on the patio after Xen finishes with the observation feeds? A nice, warm, relaxing soak would be helpful, I think."

Mick didn't even need to think it over. "Again, you nail it home, Jet. Very well, after Xen is done, we will join you out on the patio. I assume from what you have planned, we won't be needing swimwear?"

Jet chuckled as he watched Mick grin. "Hey, it never hurts to go commando once in a while. It's all in good fun."

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Rainforest - Outskirts of Villa's property line

Two Hours Later...

Chief Reggie Irontail, formally known as Reginald Leatherbetter, led a scout team of fifteen of his new tribe, the Passion Whisper Kin, through the forest. Ever since they had been freed, they had changed their appearances: Dawning tribal paints on their bodies, wearing skimpy, tribal clothes such as loincloths and leaves with tribal jewelry and accessories... Some of the tribe also showed off their piercings in unique ways! Right now, Reggie and his scouts were trying to find a place to set up camp and settle down for the evening after finding several promising areas filled with edible fruit trees that they could harvest from and bring back to the village. After they were freed from slavery by Kyle Rhys and Sam Hill, the tribe had made it a point to remain free and independent of the universe, as well as love and care for each other with intense passion and love. After all, those were their last orders before Kyle and Sam set the tribe free.

Reggie continued to lead his scouts though the jungle, trying to find a site with good cover. Unfortunately, the vegetation didn't even thicken in the slightest as they walked. Eventually, the found out why. After walking through some thick vines and leafy bushes, they came across a wall. It went on for quite a way in both directions.

One of the scouts, a Dilophosaur named Isran looked upon the wall at Reggie's side. "This presents a problem, Chief Irontail. It doesn't look like a quick trip either way around."

Reggie nodded. "Indeed, Isran. I guess we will just have to go over it."

"Yeah." Coiln, a triceratops said. "It shouldn't be too difficult." Colin then turned to a Velociraptor that was part of the group. "Eddie, could you take a peek over that wall, and let us know if there is anything we should be concerned about?"

Eddie nodded. "No problem, Colin." Eddie jumped onto the wall, climbing up it by digging his claws into the stone ever slightly. Once he was on top of the wall, he looked over the area carefully. Beyond the wall, was a large villa, with a few gardens surrounding it. Eddie didn't see any security cameras that could catch them, and the villa was quiet. No one was outside, and there were only a few lights visible from inside. Nothing around that could pose a threat to them.

Eddie leaned over the wall, motioning to everyone else that the coast was clear.

Reggie nodded, and turned to the rest of the group. "The coast is clear. We should have no problems." Reggie turned to the only one in the group that was taller and more built than he was, a Euoplocephalus. "You won't have any troubles scaling this, will you Romeo?"

Romeo smiled warmly. "Nope."

With that, everyone quickly climbed up on top of the wall. After taking a quick collective glance around, the jumped over, lading on the grass near one of the garden paths. Reggie led the group as they walked down the path. They were halfway across the grounds to the other wall when Reggie stopped, everyone else following suit. Reggie sniffed the air, catching a familiar set of scents.

"...Eddie, do you smell that?" Reggie asked.

Eddie took a quick whiff. "Yes, I do. It's a hint of two separate types of musk with sweat. Though I don't understand why it is bothering you." Eddie looked at Reggie with confusion.

Reggie turned to Eddie and the group. "I've ran across this scent once before. This scent... It smells like the same scents I smelled from the two that set us free, that gave us the chance to form our tribe..."

Colin's eyes widened. "You don't mean...?"

"Yes." Reggie nodded. "It is the scent of our saviors, Kyle and Sam. They are here."

Everyone started sniffing the air, taking in the scents that Reggie mentioned. "It smells like it's coming from the patio of that dwelling." Eddie said. "...Reggie, are you sure we should go up there? I mean, I understand what we have sworn to do if we ever came across our saviors, but... We may be discovered."

Romeo put a hand of reassurance on Eddie's shoulder. "If that is our fate, then so be it. Regardless, we can't just walk away. Kyle and Sam set us free, gave us hope, a future to live our lives free of Pete and Cailus' cruelty. We should repay them for their mercy, the only way we know how: With a lifetime's worth of love and passion."

Everyone in the group paused, taking in the information. Then, they all nodded in agreement. They crept up to the patio, quiet as shadows. Reggie led them up the patio's stairs slowly, single file. Once they all stood on the deck, they looked around. No one was inside, and no one was around.

Reggie led the group around the patio to the back area, where no windows were. They saw a large pool, built into the deck with loungers around it, as well as a table with chairs with an umbrella.

Laying on towels set on the deck, fast asleep, with wet fur no doubt from a swim, was Kyle and Sam! As well as a large, ash-colored lion with a silvery mane! All of them were laying on their backs, fully naked and bearing all!

Reggie let out a quiet gasp, seeing the tribe's saviors. He never thought this day would come, but here they were! Reggie quietly stepped forward with his group as they surrounded the sleeping trio, eyes wide with amazement.

"They're beautiful..." Eddie whispered. "I assume the fox is Kyle?" Reggie nodded.

Isran looked on at Kyle next to the lion. "These two are very close. The lion must have taught Kyle not only how to fight, but to fight for the right reasons..."

Colin couldn't help but smile with pride. "They're all very handsome. Now that I know what they look like, I will be able to make a proper painting for the shrine back at the village."

Romeo nodded. "Yes. But let's not forget why we're here: We need to return their mercy and kindness that they have shown us. I assume you have a plan, Reggie?"

Reggie nodded, and quietly explained. The scouts would separate into three groups of five each. Each group would then pick one of the trio to focus giving pleasure to, and would make it a rapturous experience for them to never forget.

With that, they separated into the three groups. Isran, Eddie, Colin, and Romeo went with Reggie, as all five of them would focus on Kyle.

Everyone got on their knees, crawling forward as they closed the distance around their saviors. Reggie and Isran crawled up, sliding between the fox's legs until their heads were above Kyle's groin, hovering above his dick and balls. Romeo sat up on his knees, cradling Kyle's head in his lap gently with care. Eddie and Colin laid down at Kyle's sides.

Isran took in a quiet whiff of Kyle's musky sent with Reggie. It was pure euphoria for them. Reggie took a quick glance to the others, seeing that everyone was in position and ready. Reggie gave the signal to begin with a wave of his hand.

They all started to rub and massage their saviors' bodies with love and care. Reggie & Isran focused on Kyle's legs, Colin & Eddie on his torso and arms, and Romeo gently kneaded Kyle's shoulders. They all noticed that Kyle's muscles were hard, taught and stiffened with much tension. Though as they kneaded and rubbed him, they felt the tension gradually disappear, hearing Kyle moan quietly with the others.

Reggie and his group watched on as Kyle's body began to respond. His knotted, nine-inch cock began to harden with an erection, coming alive. A few minutes later, it was standing tall and proud, dripping slightly with pre.

No one needed to be told. They proceeded to the next phase. Reggie and his group started to gently slather Kyle's body with their tongues. Isran and Reggie licked Kyle's groin, balls, taint, and thighs. Colin and Eddie licked Kyle's torso, while also kissing and sucking on certain spots, such as his chest and nipples, while Romeo started licking and kissing Kyle's forehead and neck. The unconscious fox began to moan more deeply, smiling slightly as he slept.

Finally, Reggie made his move. He opened his mouth and went over Kyle's dick, sucking off the fox with passionate vigor. Kyle arched his back at this sudden sensation, letting out a long and slightly louder moan, his eyes squeezing shut before suddenly shooting open!