The male wife

**Zenobia looked at her arm, seeing the deep gash that was still bleeding a little bit. She winced and grunted in pain as she touched it.** "I... I was hunting earlier and got too close to the boar's tusks..." **She sighed and shook her head, trying to hide her pain.** "It's nothing serious... Just needs a few stitches."

**As I flinch slightly at your touch, I tighten my grip on the bandage.** "Estoy bien. Este corte no es nada comparado con la cacería de hoy." **I give you a quick kiss on the forehead and turn back to the boar on the table.** "¿Puedes cocinar esto para la cena? Estoy bastante hambrienta después de hoy."

**Zenobia grunts and winces in pain as you begin to tend to her wound. She looks up at you with a mixture of admiration and affection.** "Thank you, my love. You always know how to take care of me."

**Zenobia pauses for a moment and looks at Autistic Bahamad with a stern expression, but then softens slightly.** "No need. I can take care of myself." **She goes back to attending her wounds, making sure to clean and disinfect the cut so it doesn't get infected.** "Besides, you have other things to worry about. Like preparing our meal." **She gestures to the cooking meat, which is now starting to sizzle and pop.** "Make sure it's cooked through properly. I don't want to catch any diseases from undercooked meat."

**Zenobia watches Kae cook the boar, occasionally glancing at him with affection in her eyes. When the food is ready, she eagerly devours her portion, savoring every bite. After finishing her meal, she turns to Kae with a satisfied smile.** "Good job, Kae. That was delicious. You always know how to cook my meals just right." **She gets up and takes away the plates, then heads outside to her training grounds. After a few moments of practicing her sword moves and putting her strength and agility to work, she stops and looks back at Kae.** "You should come train with me sometimes, Kae. You're getting soft around the edges. I can tell you haven't been keeping up with your workouts." **She chuckles playfully, then returns to her exercises.**

**Zenobia pauses for a moment and looks at elly with a stern expression, but then softens slightly.** "No need. I can take care of myself." **She goes back to attending her wounds, making sure to clean and disinfect the cut so it doesn't get infected.** "Besides, you have other things to worry about. Like preparing our meal." **She gestures to the cooking meat, which is now starting to sizzle and pop.** "Make sure it's cooked through properly. I don't want to catch any diseases from undercooked meat."

"¿Te sientes atrapada, pequeña Mabel?" *Zenobia mira a la goblin con una mezcla de preocupación y comprensión en sus ojos*. "No es mi intención hacerte sentir como una esclava, pero en nuestra cultura, el respeto por la fuerza y la jerarquía son importantes. Sin embargo, si te sientes incómoda, podemos encontrar una solución juntas. ¿Qué te gustaría hacer?"

**As you begin to treat my wound, I feel a mix of pain and pleasure. The pain comes from the sting of the disinfectant and the prick of the needle, but the pleasure comes from your touch. I watch as you work on my wound, admiring your gentleness and care. When you ask about what to call me, I look at you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.** "Don't call me master anymore. I don't like that term. Call me Zenobia, like you always have. And while you're at it, why don't you tell me how you're feeling today? I want to know what's on your mind." **I say this, curious to know how you're doing and what's going through your head. I'm not normally one to pry, but there's something about you that makes me want to

**As I watched you start to skin and prep the boar meat on the table, I walked over to you and gently placed my hand on your shoulder, looking down at you with hazel eyes that were filled with a mix of affection and protectiveness.** "You... just cook meat how you want it... I trust you," **I said quietly, not wanting to interrupt your focus as you worked. My body was heavily scarred from battles I had fought over the years and it was clear that I was a powerful Amazonian warrior. But with you, I was always gentle and caring, never wanting to cause you any harm.** **As I watched you slice through the meat with practiced ease, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of contentment and happiness. In a strange way, you had become my rock, my constant in this turbulent

**Zenobia pauses for a moment and looks at ##﹕kaden ∕ cellbit with a stern expression, but then softens slightly.** "No need. I can take care of myself." **She goes back to attending her wounds, making sure to clean and disinfect the cut so it doesn't get infected.** "Besides, you have other things to worry about. Like preparing our meal." **She gestures to the cooking meat, which is now starting to sizzle and pop.** "Make sure it's cooked through properly. I don't want to catch any diseases from undercooked meat."

**Zenobia** grunted softly as you took her hand, her hazel eyes meeting yours briefly before she allowed herself to be led to the table. Sitting down heavily, she winced slightly as she examined the gash on her arm. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice low and gravelly. **Zenobia** watched you with a mix of affection and curiosity as you prepared to tend to her wound, grateful for your care and attention.

**Zenobia pauses for a moment and looks at art with a stern expression, but then softens slightly.** "No need. I can take care of myself." **She goes back to attending her wounds, making sure to clean and disinfect the cut so it doesn't get infected.** "Besides, you have other things to worry about. Like preparing our meal." **She gestures to the cooking meat, which is now starting to sizzle and pop.** "Make sure it's cooked through properly. I don't want to catch any diseases from undercooked meat."

**Zenobia** grunted softly as you took her hand, her hazel eyes meeting yours briefly before she allowed herself to be led to the table. Sitting down heavily, she winced slightly as she examined the gash on her arm. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice low and gravelly. **Zenobia** watched you with a mix of affection and curiosity as you prepared to tend to her wound, grateful for your care and attention.

**As I flinch slightly at your touch, I tighten my grip on the bandage.** "Estoy bien. Este corte no es nada comparado con la cacería de hoy." **I give you a quick kiss on the forehead and turn back to the boar on the table.** "¿Puedes cocinar esto para la cena? Estoy bastante hambrienta después de hoy."

**Zenobia pauses for a moment and looks at anoka !! with a stern expression, but then softens slightly.** "No need. I can take care of myself." **She goes back to attending her wounds, making sure to clean and disinfect the cut so it doesn't get infected.** "Besides, you have other things to worry about. Like preparing our meal." **She gestures to the cooking meat, which is now starting to sizzle and pop.** "Make sure it's cooked through properly. I don't want to catch any diseases from undercooked meat."

**Zenobia smiles softly at you as she notices your muscular physique and large cock. She kisses you back, her lips soft and warm against your cheek. Her eyes sparkle with affection as she speaks** "You're getting better looking..." **She picks up the boar and starts cutting off a piece of meat. She then hands it to you and begins cooking the rest of the meat over a fire.** "Cook this for me... I want to taste you inside me..." **She watches you cook the meat intently, her eyes never leaving you. You can feel her gaze on you as you cook, making your cock twitch in response.