Wait

Reluctantly, Helena decided to wait. She couldn’t help but clench tightly to her rapier, painful memories of what happened to her village resurfacing. But this was a practical decision, if she rushed into this and was defeated, the minotaur would have even more victims in the long run. First among them the nice family that had just fed her and had put out a call to help their neighbors rather than running away to protect themselves.

So Helena waited, gritting her teeth as the poor farmer orgasmed again, and a third time.

Finally, the minotaur seemed to reach his own peak, and ejaculated loudly into his captive. The amount of cum was beyond what Helena could have imagined, with the load filling the woman’s womb and still having more than enough to spill all over the floor.

The minotaur dropped the woman without concern, her belly landing on the ground and a bit more cum squirting out of her, the minotaur turning his attention back to the passed out farmer.

Now was the time for Helena to make her move. She traced a ring in the air below her with the tip of her rapier, a section of roof being cut away, the piece then lifting up and being blown safely to sit on the roof. With her path unimpeded and no risk of that piece of roof warning the minotaur, Helena made her move.

She fell forward through the hole, her feet clinging to the roof as she went over the lip of the hole, then used the underside of the roof as leverage as she activated a burst of wind magic that blasted her straight down with her rapier drawn.

The minotaur sensed her killing intent, managing to step to the side. Helena’s attack missed its mark, sawing through one of the beast’s horns and cutting his ribs, but she slammed down into the ground and her rapier was embedded about a foot into the dirt.

She was able to lift it up in moments, just barely avoiding the grasping hand of the minotaur.

“It seems another cum sock has wandered into my den,” the minotaur growled lecherously.

“I’m afraid I’m here to end you, not to end up your plaything,” Helena retorted.

“So you say, woman. But your cheeks are already flushed. Does the scent of my fresh cum excite you?”

Helena suddenly realized that the minotaur was right. The scent of freshly ejaculated minotaur cum was already beginning to turn her on. She knew how dangerous the effects could be, but was it this dangerous just to be in the same room as it?

“You seem experienced, but you’ve never dealt with a minotaur like me. I tried to claim our tribe’s shaman as my bride, but on top of rejecting me she cursed me to constantly produce more cum and exiled me so I’d never get to fuck another minotaur again. I got so pent up just in my trek out of the mountains that I’ve been stuck going back and forth between my two cock socks here for days. There’s some tasty new playthings just up the road, but I haven’t been able to get up there without having to turn back around and fuck one of these. I was planning to tie one of them to my cock and finally march up there, but you came to me yourself.” Helena grimaced as he spoke, glad she’d rushed out here since he’d been planning a move against the Beeman farm.

If he’d really done as he’d said and approached with one of his captives strapped to his cock, Helena could only shiver at what might have come of her if the minotaur had stumbled into one of the traps given she’d have ended up being a human shield for him.

As she thought that, the minotaur deftly stroked his own cock, still covered in semen and the farmer’s juices. He grabbed a bit that clung to his fingers, and as Helena processed the information he’d given her he flicked his fingers at her.

The mercenary had been keeping an eye on the minotaur’s axe while she processed her thoughts, not having considered he’d use another weapon. She was so surprised her mouth dropped open just a bit. And, unfortunately for her, a bit of salty cum got into her eye, over her nose, and even in her mouth.

Suddenly, Helena’s loins lit up. She was now keenly aware of the minotaur’s thick cock.

No, no, this was just the effects of the mind altering cum…

Except, she was suddenly feeling light-headed. The fresh cum that had just been poured into the farmgirl a moment ago was still dominating the barn with its stench.

The combined effects made Helena dizzy.

Would she be able to fend off the minotaur’s attacks in this state?