A blowjob

Giving Galashiels’ cock a soft slap, something which served to make the half-minotaur struggle even harder against the shackles, Zalah then dropped down on her knees in front of him.

With Viveka, Odila, Yira and Maxime lining up behind her, the four nubile harlots flexing their bodies for the benefit of each other, Galashiels, and the crowd, Zalah clasped hold of Galashiels’ cock with both hands, and began to steer the enormous rod towards her ruby lips.

Seeing the blonde slut on her knees before him, Galashiels calmed himself down somewhat, stopping the trashing against his bonds as the release which he was pining for looked to be on its way.

The crowd soared, Galashiels moaned, and the four whores behind exchanged lustful, knowing glances when Zalah parted her lips wide and slipped the club-like end of Galashiels’ cock into her mouth. Larger than a big man’s fist, the cockhead still could slip past Zalah’s lips, soon to be followed by the first inches of thick, richly veined cockmeat.

In awe, everyone watched Zalah’s take more and more of the massive cum-tube into her mouth, effortlessly slipping more than half of it into her and further down her throat.

What hardly anyone noticed, however, was that Zalah had used one of her hands to undo the golden collar around her neck. The incredible girth of Galashiels’ member had pressed her throat outwards against it, threatening her to be choked to **** by a combination of a rigid necklace and a bull-man’s cock.

With the collar dropped onto the flagstones, Zalah could slide her mouth even closer to the still distant base of Galashiels’ dick, while her hands were now cupping the two grapefruit-sized testicles which hung between his thick thighs.

Watching Zalah steadily take more and more cock deep inside of herself, Yira grinned and said “Watch this!” to her three compatriots.

Focusing on the massive slab of meat which was pulsating against the inside of her throat and in her mouth, Zalah remained oblivious of how Yira sauntered up to her teacher and dropped down behind her.

She did notice when Yira placed her hands at her pussy and at the top of her ass-crack however, where the fit trollop wasted no time in nimbly undoing the knots holding the piece of cloth in place, thereby making Zalah completely naked.

Straightening herself up, Yira glanced at the thin strip of soft cloth, seeing that it was completely soaked by the gelatinous fluids of Zalah’s increasing lusts.

“Gods, what a magnificent slut you are!” Yira said to Zalah, who would have replied if it weren’t for the odd foot of rigid cock which was jammed into her mouth, rendering speech somewhat impossible.

An idea having popped up in her mind, Yira stepped up to Galashiels’, the demi-minotaur’s burning eyes aimed straight at her, and draped the piece of cloth over his face.

Presented to the stickiness and musky scent of Zalah’s arousal, whilst enjoying her eager servicing of his cock, Galashiels’ tensed up every muscle in his body and let out a charged scream which filled up the courtyard as cum began being churned forth from his nutsack.

The scream was a good hint of what was going on, Zalah found, and so pulled her back fast, Galashiels’ cockhead popping out of her mouth just as the first jets of cum came spraying out of his pisshole, hitting her straight in the face.

Stepping into action, Yira grabbed the underside of the wildly jutting cum-hose, holding it in a firm grip and moving it so that Zalah, moaning and smiling with her eyes closed as she was subjected to the forceful shower of jizz, was gradually covered in cum, everything from her head down to her thighs being given a thick white lustre from the copious amounts of balljuice which was pumped out over it.

As the ejaculation began to end, the bug-eyed spectators didn’t know what to gawk at the most, the image of Zalah having been completely drenched in cum from just one load, or the fact that the half-breed was still sporting a raging erection.

Zenobia stole their attention, however, as she appeared onto the courtyard; her naked body glistening from the liberal amounts of oil that had been poured onto it, jewels around her neck and hanging from her ears, golden rings studded with gemstones pierced through her nipples and her blood-filled clit, while a silver tray was in her hands.

“Girls,” Zenobia said as she came up to them, “it’s time to get this show started for real.”

Viveka was the first of them to grab the small tube placed on the tray and use it to snort up one of the four lines of powder placed there, the huge-chested blonde slut letting out a high-pitched shriek of surprised excitement as she felt her nipples grow harder and her pussy wetter.

The other three followed suit, while Zalah instead was thrown a key by Zenobia.
Grinning in the knowledge that all of them could now take Galashiels’ gargantuan dick, Zalah began unchaining him while Zenobia hurriedly retreated from the courtyard.