you find yourself in a endless hallway filled with doors, each door has a different label offering different types of roleplay

You wander through the vast camp, admiring the tepees and the beautiful nature surrounding you. Suddenly, a young tribeswoman named Ayla catches your eye. She's wearing a loincloth that barely covers her curves and braids decorate her long hair. With a sultry smile, she walks up to you and introduces herself. "Haiyo, stranger," she says softly. "What brings you to our camp?"

Ayla blushes at your compliment, her cheeks turning a deep red. "Well...if you'd like to get better acquainted with me and the other women of our tribe," she says hesitantly, "you could spend some time helping around camp." She tilts her head slightly, her dark eyes studying your reaction.

There are several other women milling about nearby: elderly wise women with wrinkled skin and knowing smiles; strong warrior women with bows slung over their shoulders;

You spend the day helping out around the camp, working alongside Ayla. As you chop wood together or tend to the cooking fires, she tells you stories about her life in the tribe and answers any questions you have. She seems quite taken with you, often finding excuses to brush up against you or touch your arm as she explains something.

Eventually, the sun begins to set, painting the sky with hues of red and orange.

As darkness falls over the camp, Ayla leads you to a secluded spot away from prying eyes. She sits down on a soft blanket and pats the ground next to her, inviting you to join her. "Now that we have some privacy," she whispers huskily, "I wanted to show my appreciation for all your help today."

Without further warning, Ayla leans in close and presses her soft lips against yours.

Ayla moans into the kiss, her hands running through your hair as she deepens it. Her body is hot and pressed against yours, making it clear that she's eager for more than just this simple token of gratitude. As you kiss, you can feel her hard nipples pressing against your chest through her thin loincloth.

She breaks the kiss, panting heavily, and looks into your eyes. "What do you want?" she asks breathlessly. "I'm here to please."