A test of stamina

In no more than twenty seconds, Razi finds herself naked and slammed into the ground, her neck and shoulders painfully supporting her as she’s held upside down by the ankles.

Already, she hears him snorting, feels his girth proud and erect, its underside running over her opening. He forces her thighs closed, pumping himself between her smooth flesh. Razi grits her teeth: this isn’t quite how she saw this going… but it does feel good.

She knows she’s powerless to stop him - for now.

A bigger enemy just means a longer fight. More time to tire him out.

She pushes back against his grip, knowing she can’t **** him; but rather inviting him as she spreads her legs. Braying from the herd rises as their leader probes Razi’s folds with the vast rounded tip of his - thankfully human-shaped - cock. Her toes curl, feet held captive in his fists, and she lets out a mixed groan of pain and pleasure as he starts to feed himself into her. She’s wet, there’s no denying it, but not quite enough to let him slide easily inside, and he grunts as he thrusts himself deeper, not caring for her pleasure.

He claps against her with a powerful blow, and Razi squeals as he buries himself to the hilt. Already, she can feel him pressed tight against her cervix, her lower belly crammed fit to burst with his boiling hot member. Her legs bend, the **** of his thrust rippling her ass and shaking her naked breasts.

She bucks her hips back against him as he slides back, working her walls - wetter and more cooperative now - on him, squeezing and rubbing on his meat. He lets out a bellow, thrusting back and nearly folding her in half, but his hooves dig into the ground, and she knows she has him.

She rolls against him even as his heavy, leathery balls spank against the roundness of her ass, and she lets out a joyful moan at the sensation. He grunts in reply, his member pulsing and throbbing inside her. Bracing herself on her hands, she pulls her feet free with an effort, and plants them on his chest.

The Herd-Lord staggers, pleasure overwhelming him at the sensation of the Barbarian woman wrapped around him. Then, in an acrobatic motion, she pushes herself up, feet pressing him back as he falters. He falls to earth with an almighty crash, smashing flat on his back. Razi follows, lips still gripped tight around him, and catches herself with her feet on his powerful thighs, saving herself from being fully impaled on his rod.

Got you now.

She squats astride him, hands gripping his lower legs as she leans back, working him with her pussy faster and faster - her slick juices mixing with his in a wet chorus. The herd grows to a frenzy, perhaps knowing that neither contestant can last much longer. Sure enough, Razi throws her head back in a yawp of lust, her muscles trembling at the effort of riding the great beast. She can hold, for now…

But it’s too much for him, and she feels him shaking and shuddering under her. Seizing her moment - wanting badly to be filled up, but not badly enough to end up carrying a beast-folk baby - she drags herself off him, his cock slick with her. His raging mast throbs in the air, releasing beads of pre-cum, looking helpless. With a wicked grin, Razi leans back, fingers finding her aching, needy clit, and softly rubs one slender tanned foot against the underside of his cock.

He erupts, his rock-hard erection pulsating and pumping rope after rope of his thick, pungent seed. It falls over his chest, and her legs, some even reaching her tits. Razi groans helplessly in victory, allowing herself a soft whimper as her knees buckle, and she spasms into her own climax atop his legs.

Already, the Herd begins to disperse, dejected and defeated at the sight of their leader so thoroughly bested. And by that tiny barbarian!

The villages surrounding the plains will be safe for now. The herd will lope off, giving them time to rebuild and repair.

And Razi believes she’s earned a rest, too. Time to head home and find her friends. But not just yet.

The Herd-Lord rumbles, making to rise, but Razi clambers up onto his lap, keeping him down, relishing the power she has now in his weakened state.

“You can stay just a little longer.” She grins. Slipping from his lap, she lounges in the dirt beside him. His vast, softening cock lolls to the side, and he lets out a frustrated, **** snort, as she takes it in her hands, cleaning it hungrily with her tongue. She groans against his meat, feeling her loins stirring again, as she gets him ready with her mouth.

Round two!