You’re taken by the minotaur

The minotaur that carried you strips away his loose armor and kneels over you. You try and push him away, but his bulk doesn’t budge against your meager strength. He effortless tears away your lower garments, leaving you completely nude.

He snorts under his breath as he looks at your nubile body. You try and cover yourself, but the bull isn’t deterred by your feeble attempt. He takes your wrists and pins them above your head, laying his wide bulk over you.

His long, bovine tongue flicks outward across your nipple, teasing it. A gasp escapes you and you arch your back, involuntarily jutting your breasts against the minotaur’s suckling mouth.

He licks upward, running his long tongue up your neck. Your try and turn away, but he turns your face back towards him and pushes his tongue between your lips. You close your eyes and moan as you’re **** to lick and suck at the muscle.

The minotaur’s fingers trace down your body. His long tongue doesn’t relent, continuing to give you a messy, yet arousing kiss. His hand finds its way past your navel and to your tender womanhood, still dripping from arousal. He sinks a single, fat digit between your folds, making you moan against his tongue. Just one of his fingers is almost as big as three of yours. He teases you further, slowly fucking you with a finger while his palm grinds against your clit.

Months of having sex with Dereek has left your body sensitive, and never has it shown its sensitivity more than now as you come against the minotaur’s palm. But a single orgasm from you doesn’t stop the minotaur. He pushes a second digit past your folds, stretching you in preparation for when he inevitable enters you with his thick cock. You’re spread almost uncomfortably, but some additional attention from the bull’s tongue on your breasts has you become quickly accustomed to such a girthy intrusion.

He wrings another orgasm out of you before he finally pulls away his hand. You’re given a chance to catch your breath as the minotaur repositions himself. You look to your side and spot the blonde woman with a pair of minotaur. She’s on her hands and knees, being taken at a slow and steady pace by one of the beasts while the other hold her still by the shoulders. Her eyes are shut in discomfort and muffled groans escape past her cloth gag.

Your sights aren’t allowed to linger on the woman, as your attention is quickly pulled to the bull between your legs. He strokes his massive erection with his fist, making sure it’s rock hard for your mating. Heavy beads of precum drip from the spotted, yet human-like cockhead. Your eyes grow wide from the impressive size. But rather than fear it, you feel yourself grow eager to have it inside you.

The minotaur spreads your legs wide and points the bovine cock at your drooling entrance. He takes hold of your hips and with a slow and determined push, he enters your depth in a single thrust. Your body bends underneath the bull, both from the feeling of being stretched to your limit and from the astounding pleasure his girth brings you.

Dereek left you pent up for a month without meeting your needs. Your body has been aching to be taken by a man. And now that your body’s wish has been granted, you couldn’t be in more bliss. Although the bull lacks the unique shape of a lizardman, his size helped to stimulate your tunnel all the same.

The minotaurs starts to fuck you slowly, possibly to give your tunnel a chance to adjust, although more likely because he can’t thrust any faster with how tightly you’re squeezing him.

Each time he bottoms out inside you, your head shoots back from a sudden jolt of pleasure. You moan helplessly into the air. You’d curse your fate at becoming another monster’s mate, but you’re in such a state of ecstasy that you don’t fully realize you’re going to be made a mother by this beast. Only when he starts to move a bit faster and you feel his heavy stones, full of fresh seed, slap against your ass do you start to realize your position.

Another minotaur who has been waiting patiently sits next to your head, pointing his fat spear at your lips. You absentmindedly part them, letting you taste the bull cock against your tongue. You suck at it almost out of instinct. The months you spent with your lizard lover has made using your mouth on a man second nature. You even wrap your hand around the shaft and stroke at the base while you lick and suck at the spongy cockhead.

You hear a shout behind you, and peer at out of the corner of your eye, seeing the bull mating the blonde woman throw his head back. You spot his massive penis and his heavy sack twitch as they unload their contents into the groaning woman. You see her try and struggle against her inseminator, but she’s able to do little else as she’s made to take the creature’s cum.

“I’m getting pretty close as well,” the minotaur fucking you says.

A confusing mix of fear and lust clouds your mind. The bull is about to come inside you—breed you. But what can you do beside accept your fate?