She looked down at the cracker with deep, dark eyes, almost as dark as her long hair and while standing at 5'8 feet tall, the Asian girl didn't have much muscle and wasn't very curvaceous, but that didn't stop the white male from cringing a little as she got closer. She walked around him in circles and he could tell that even though being older than him, she didn't have as many scars as he carried.
After she had walked around him a couple of times, she tried to take a sniff on his neck, surprisingly the cracker backed off and growled. She was, obliviously bigger than him, but as soon as he laid his eyes on her, he realized that she wasn't higher than him in the hierarchy of the group, they were slaves, and their purpose in the pack was to give their mistress some pleasure between their legs and sometimes when the night was cold, warm their bed.
The Asian female quickly backed off but began growling in response. She was bigger after all, and could easily intimidate him, even though the idea of taking him in a fight wasn't very appealing, since he was obliviously more muscular, even being shorter.
Soon, a loud growl made both of them cringy in response. His mate was looking at them with a very serious face, with one movement of her head, she told them to move to the rut. The cracker and the Asian girl quickly moved into the shadow of the rut, while the African females talked to each other.
In the dark and slightly cool weather of the rut, they both lay on the floor. They didn't trust each other but both knew that picking up a fight was a bad idea, since it would probably make the black females angry.
The cracker laid on his "bed", made of the skin from hunted animals, and stared at the ceiling of the rut. As he waited for his mistress to come back, he couldn't help but imagine the choices that brought him to this path. If he had spotted the African predator faster, he probably would never be captured and his life would be completely different.
He realized that his company on the rut was looking at him, he showed his teeth angrily in response.
The Asian girl's presence quickly reminded him of the advice his mother gave to him and his brothers when he was a pup, they should be careful because white males were highly wanted as mates from the females from other races because of their weak and pathetic recessive genes. When breeding with a white male, the females from the different races would guarantee a healthy mixing with different genes, but not too much, making sure that her genes were dominant. All this talk had been for nothing, in the end, he became an African female bed-warmer and his genes were destined to be crushed by her powerful ebony womb. Despising these 'morbid' thoughts, his member became erect as he smelled his mate's scent in the bed.
Now, he wouldn't only have to worry about his genes being swallowed by her dark pussy, no, the simple presence of the Asian girl already made him alert. Different from the negress predators that hardly formed groups like his, the Asian females normally organized themselves in clans with dozens of members, once they captured a male, he would have sex with all of them and become their ''breeder'', if he survived.
The males were tied up and given a potent drug that forced them to get erect and produce an inhumane amount of seed, after being forced to mate with dozens of females, the males would beg for death after their cocks were in profound pain. The female's response to his begs was normally to laugh and moan since sometimes they would sit on his face. When every girl had her turn the male who succeeded in satisfying every single girl would become the group breeder, but those who didn't would meet their end soon since all the sex inevitably made the females hungry...
Soon...