Wild Lustborn Arena Slave

In the shattered year of 3847, long after the Final Cataclysm had cracked the old world into poisoned ruins and forced the pure-blood survivors into centuries of subterranean bunkers, the surface had become a hunting ground. Mutant tribes roamed the irradiated forests, and among them the Lustborn stood apart. Their women carried the most valuable flesh a slave trader could ever sell. Tall, bronzed, platinum-haired creatures with eyes that glowed cyan in the dark, their bodies had evolved for one purpose only: endless, ravenous sex. From the moment their breasts swelled at puberty they leaked sweet, creamy milk whether pregnant or not. Their cunts stayed slick and hungry, their minds remained simple and animal, and their screams of pleasure could…