Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks - Chapter 294

Chapter 294: Maximum Pervert Points
The air in the dimly lit chamber was thick with the scent of sweat, musk, and something darker—shame, maybe, or the electric thrill of surrender. Ada’s body trembled as she let out a broken, breathy whimper, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her. “Y-yeah… Dexter…” Her voice cracked, her cheeks flushed with humiliation.

“Ruth’s… right. How could you even stand to look at me like this? A filthy, used-up woman…” She shifted uncomfortably, her thighs pressing together as if trying to hide the evidence of her arousal. “I’m fine… Really. It—ah!—it doesn’t itch much now…”

Ada’s breath hitched, her back arching involuntarily as if my words alone could push her over the edge. Before she could answer, Ruth’s voice cut through the tension, high and panicked.

“Mother! Is your—your asshole really okay? You’re not hiding how much it hurts, are you?” Her eyes darted between Ada’s flushed face and the way her body betrayed her, her own fingers twitching like she wanted to reach out but didn’t dare.

My hand cracked against Ruth’s bare ass with a sharp, echoing slap, the sound bouncing off the walls like a gunshot.

SMACK

“Aaaaaah!” she shrieked, her body jolting forward before I fisted her hair and yanked her back to her knees beside Ada. Her skin was already flushed red, the imprint of my palm glowing like a brand.

“Stupid girl,” I growled, my voice a dark purr, thick with something between amusement and irritation. My free hand slid down Ada’s trembling spine, my fingers tracing the cleft of her ass with deliberate slowness, teasing the sensitive skin just shy of where she ached the most.

“Can’t you see what Mother Ada is doing?” My thumb hovered over her puckered hole, close enough to make her whimper, to make her body clench in anticipation. “She’s pretending it doesn’t hurt…”

I stepped closer, my voice dripping with false sympathy, my gaze raking over her exposed, glistening skin. “Mother Ada,” I murmured, letting the words curl around her like a whip, “how can you lie to me like that?”

My fingers hovered just above her quivering body, tracing the air as if I could already feel the heat radiating from her. “Look at yourself.” My tone hardened, commanding.

“Your asshole is still pulsing, desperate for attention. It’s swollen, throbbing…” I leaned in, my breath hot against her ear. “Does it ache, Mother? Or does it burn?”

Ruth’s breath came in ragged gasps, her eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears as she stared at Ada’s spread legs, her mother’s asshole still pulsing, still begging for attention. “Dexter, please,” Ruth whimpered, her voice cracking.

“Heal her… I can’t stand seeing her like this. I thought you’d never—never touch her like this, even if your cock can get hard around… around dirty women, but it is a different thing to touch them there.”

I let out a low, dark chuckle, my fingers finally pressing just enough against Ada’s entrance to make her gasp. “You silly girl,” I murmured, my voice dripping with mock sympathy. “I am a healer. How can I heal others if I’m too squeamish to touch them?”

My grip on Ruth’s hair tightened, my fingers twisting just enough to sting, forcing her to meet my gaze. My voice softened into a mockery of tenderness, my thumb still circling Ada’s twitching asshole with slow, deliberate pressure. “And she’s my Mother Ada,” I murmured, my tone dripping with false sympathy. “How could I have the heart to let her suffer?”

Ada whimpered, her body trembling, her asshole clenching around my thumb like a desperate little mouth. The musky scent of her arousal filled the air, thick and intoxicating, her pussy dripping onto the bedsheets. She was lying to herself, but her body betrayed her—always.

I turned my gaze to Ruth, my voice low and commanding. “Ruth, I’m going to treat Mother Ada… but you have to help me.”

Ruth’s eyes widened, her breath hitching, her fingers still spread over Ada’s asscheeks. “How can I help you, Dexter?” she whispered, her voice shaking with eagerness and submission. “Tell me. I’ll do everything.”

A smirk curled my lips as I activated Pervert Insight, the system flashing before my eyes, ranking the most depraved, rewarding acts like a menu of sin.

[FILTHY GUIDANCE] – 100,000 PP (HIGHEST REWARD)

Action: “Ada, you need to relieve yourself—I’ll help.” Guide her to poop (real or staged) on the toilet—then suddenly shove your cock in her pussy mid-squat.

Twist: Make Ruth hold Ada’s hands and tell her, “You’re so gross, Mother,” as you fuck her through it.

Bonus: +30,000 PP if Ada moans, “I’m a dirty slut” while you pound her.

For later. When I want to break them even further.

[WAX & CANDLES] – 50,000 PP

Action: Drip hot wax over Ada’s pussy lips, sealing them shut—then shove a thick candle into her asshole while Ruth watches in horror/fascination.

Twist: Order Ruth to lick the wax off Ada’s pussy—”Clean your mother, slut.”

Bonus: +20,000 PP if Ada screams but doesn’t safeword.

Too much setup. Not now.

[MOTHER’S ASSHOLE] – 40,000 PP

Action: Fuck Ada’s asshole while Ruth licks her pussy—then piss inside her as you pull out.

Twist: Make Ruth drink the piss that drips out.

Bonus: +15,000 PP if Ada cums from the degradation.

Later. When I want to push their limits.

[MOTHER & DAUGHTER SQUIRTING] – 30,000 PP

Action: Fingerblast both until they squirt—then force them to 69, squirting on each other’s faces.

Twist: “Lick it up, or no orgasms for a week.”

Bonus: +10,000 PP if they kiss with cum on their lips.

Cute. But not as rewarding.

My gaze flicked over the options laid out before me, each one more depraved, more tempting than the last. A slow, hungry grin spread across my face as I took them all in, my mind racing with possibilities.

My throat went dry, and I swallowed hard, the sound audible in the charged silence of the room. “Fuck…” I breathed, my cock throbbing almost painfully against the confines of my pants, the heat of my arousal spreading through me like wildfire.

An idea formed in my mind, sharp and intoxicating—Pervert Insight was whispering to me, showing me the paths to earn more Pervert Points (PP). But it hadn’t said I had to choose just one. It hadn’t forbidden me from taking all of them.