Talk

8 orgasms remaining.

You're so shaken up by your underground journey that you probably wouldn't be able to run or fight even if you weren't caught in a net.

So instead, you try what's left: talking.

"H-hi, my name's Jerry. Thanks for pulling me out of the water there."

The woman continues to stares silently at you, until finally you push yourself to speak up again. "So...what's your name?"

The woman laughs, her huge tits swaying with the movement.

"I don't need a name. I am THE Minotaur. The Minotaur of Maebh's Labyrinth." She seems extremely proud as she speaks, as if announcing the fact that she's royalty.

Then she leans down and points a finger at you, still grinning. "And you, little fish, are my catch."

Pulling the net upwards, she lifts you clear off the ground until you're dangling next to her, then sets off at a quick pace.

Some time later, you're dumped unceremoniously onto what seems to be a pile of dried rushes. Finally free of the net, you take a moment to stretch, looking up just in time to see the minotaur's hand reaching for your groin.

"Let's see what you've got, little fish." Crudely groping your dick through your wet pants, the minotaur impatiently rubs at it until you begin stiffening up, then openly feels for the outline of your erection.

"Mmm, I really pulled up something nice in my net today." Seemingly satisfied, she laughs and casually rips your pants wide open in one motion, leaving your dick pointing straight up towards her.

Without seeming to care the slightest bit about your opinion on the matter, she wraps one large hand around your cock and gives it a few experimental pumps as if deciding what she's going to do with it first.