Taken on the anvil.

“Do you have any string? We could play cat’s cradle?” Sash’s full red lips twitched upwards at the corners in a teasing half smile as she stared up at the huge Minotaur smith “What about playing a game of cards? I know a lot of card games, or perhaps you would like to play I spy or twenty questions instead?” Sash’s voice was a throaty murmur as she batted her eyelashes at Leck.

“I had something more of an... adult game in mind” Leck rumbled in his deep voice.

“Oh, really” Sash purred “Tell me more about this game of yours?”

“Well” Leck began “The first thing we do is take off our shirts” he let go of the huntress and took a long step away from her. He smiled down at Sash, shaking his great horned head slowly back and forth as he ran his eyes up and down her body “And it looks like you are breaking the rules already”

Sash grinned back at the smith, heartbeat quickening in her breast as her fingers started working at the small shell buttons of her blouse “I never cheat” she protested “You just started before I got here, if anything you are the cheater” with the last word she pulled off the blouse and tossed it onto the ground. Her milky pale, d-cup breasts stood out proudly from the huntress’s chest as Sash stood before the Minotaur, now naked from the waist up and with her hands on her hips.

“Okay, now what?” she asked challengingly.

Leck smiled wider, his large dark eyes were almost feasting on the sight of the topless voluptuous woman before him “Now we go on to step two, taking off our pants” his thick fingers went his waist and he slowly slid down the horsehide shorts he was wearing, revealing his might thighs and there between them his massive cock; Sash could feel her mouth going a little dry as she stared at the rock hard penis, the thing was probably a dozen inches long and easily three inches in diameter.

“Sash” the huntress didn’t move “Sash!” she blinked quickly, finally looking away from the massive cock jutting from between Leck’s legs “What were you saying?” she asked “I’m sorry, I was... distracted”

The Minotaur just smirked “Your turn”

Sash’s hands dropped to her waist, thumbs tucking into the top of her tight black pants; a sharp downward tug and a slow shimmy of her hips had them falling to her ankles in a pool of black cloth. The young huntress smiled boldly as she stood before the Minotaur smith; clad only in a pair of knee high black leather boots and a small pair of delicate white panties, the front of which was marked with a slowly widening damp patch.

“Okay, now what?” Sash repeated; voice huskier than before.

“Well, you won’t be needing these” Leck’s thick fingers wrapped themselves around the waistband of Sash’s panties and he pulled sharply, ripping them from clean off of her well curved body and revealing her clean shaven quim, its outer lips already damp and glistening with her own juices.

Leck leaned down and took Sash’s left breast into his mouth, thick bovine tongue flicking her nipple back and forth; his actions wringing a gasp from the human woman as she sagged backwards weakly, bracing her thighs on the side of the anvil behind her.

The heat of the metal bit into the soft skin of her legs, it was not quite enough to burn and if anything seemed to inflame the huntress rather than dismay her. One of Sash’s hand went to her other breast, long slender fingers stroking and caressing her milky white skin while her second hand went to Lecks groin, fingers tracing delicate feather light paths up and down the Minotaur’s massive organ.

Gasping, the two of them broke away from one another; the huge smith moving a step back and the naked body of the huntress pressed against side of the massive anvil. For a long moment the two of them just stood staring at one another silently; then, suddenly, they both moved in unison; the massive bull-man surging forwards and the slender human female rolling herself backwards; the result was that Sash was now lying on her back atop the anvil her long marble white legs were spread wide and there between them was Leck, his body towered over her and his massive cock was pressing against the outer lips of his tribemates sopping quim.

A banshee like wail comes from Sash as the smith suddenly drives his cock into her,slender body twitching and jerking beneath his much larger one as an orgasm raced through her. Leck’s shaft moved fluidly in and out of the huntress’s clean shaven snatch and he cups her large breasts in his massive, calloused hands, squeezing them gently and wringing a deep moan from Sash.

“Yes! Oh yes Leck, right there!” Sash groaned loudly as the Minotaur drove his huge cock into her tiny quim again and again, each stroke wringing a gasp, moan or squeal from her lips as she writhed under him, her almost naked body was covered in a thin sheen of seat and thin strand of her thick, chestnut brown hair clung to her face and the slopes of her breasts..

Leck groaned loudly as he came, thick ropes of his semen erupting from the tip of his massive cock and racing towards the young huntress’s womb; the minotaur had made no effort to cushion his voice but his loud groan had been drowned out by the deafening wail that Sash gave out. Her long brown curls thrash wildly as her head twists from side to side, her palms were braced against the thick muscles in Lecks broad shoulders and her long pale legs were now wrapped tightly around the broad torso of the bull-man.

Leck stayed buried inside her for a long minute as his cock slowly softened before finally pulling out and moving away from Sash, the massive smith dipped a nearby rag into the barrel of water beside the anvil and tossed the damp piece of cloth to her as she sat up and swung her legs off the anvil.

Catching the wet cloth Sash gave herself a quick wipe down, the wet cloth quickly wiping away the thin sheen of sweat that covered her pale skin. She ran her fingers through her tangled curls, knowing she was doing little to tame the sex-tangled mess they had become I wonder if Leck has a comb in here Sash shot a glance at the bull like head of the massive smith, with its thin covering of velvety soft fur and it’s two great curling horns Probably not she concluded, her lips twitching upwards at the corners.

“We should get your armour ready” Leck’s deep voice breaks into her thoughts

“Right” Sash agreed, standing up and tugging on her blouse, the shirt was dangling half open and revealed a large portion of each one of her full breasts as she lifted up the ragged scrap of torn fabric that had once been her panties. She arced an annoyed eyebrow Leck’s way, gesturing at the torn cloth she was holding “They were in my way” was all the smith said, shrugging dismissively before turning away and tugging on his own thick, horsehide garment.

Shaking her head, half in amusement and half in annoyance, Sash tossed the torn underwear onto the nearby anvil before pulling on her tight black pants and then one after another, began doing up the buttons of her blouse. “Here it is” Sash turned to see Leck had opened the door to a nearby cabinet and her eyes widened at the sight of the armour inside.

The armour was beautiful; it was constructed of oiled black leather and reinforced with patches of silvery chainmail. Sash quickly tugged it into place and then tied the silken sash that had given her a new name around one bicep. Checking to make sure the fabric was secure, she made several twisting and bending motions, even striding around the forge and jumping onto the anvil and then off again.

“This armour is wonderful” she told the smith “It’s lighter than my old set and offers me an almost perfect range of motion” she continued speaking on as she buckled on the swords that the Minotaur extracted from the same cabinet and handed to her “I noticed that you reduced the number of buckles by adding the mail, that’s a good idea I once saw a fellow hunter get noticed and killed by a dark wizard because of his buckle rattling too loudly”

One at a time, Sash drew each of the two swords Leck had also made for her and made a few passes through the air with them before returning them to their sheaths. The blades were perfect, they were already sharpened to a razors edge and their wickedly curved blades made their cutting surface longer than that of her old straight edged longsword.

“Thank you for everything Leck, you did an amazing job” Sash told him, her tone making it very clear she meant far more than his services as a blacksmith. “See you around “ she added, shooting him a brilliant smile before turning and heading out of the room, behind her the Minotaur watched the swaying of her hips and the flex of her long, slender legs until she was out of sight.

The bathing chamber is...this way Sash slowly made her way through the tunnels back along the same route Holly and herself had taken on the way to the armouries earlier.