Wake up in his lair...

You feel a sense of time passing, and wake up in a primitive, yet tidy cavern. There's various animal hides gracing the walls, as well as a roaring fireplace, and an immaculate sleeping pallet, if oversized... then again, it's probably for the minotaur.

You try to stand up from your compromising all-fours position, only to come to a very awkward realization... you're chained in place! Your arms and legs are bound into holes in chains and a spreader bar, respectively... your arms locked to the ground and your legs spread wide by the bar to expose your sensitive nether-regions...

Before you can look over your shoulder you feel something thick press at your cunnylips, but when you look back... the minotaur is there, 9' cock fully erect and an evil grin on his face, fingering your snatch with his big meaty paws... that was his finger!? You can only imagine what being -fucked- by him would feel like... you go pale as he leans forward over you, musky scent stinging your nose from the burly monster's closeness... he tries to shove an odd, white pill into your maw, grunting something about swallowing it, but it's barely intelligible from his beastly accent. He presses it against your lips, and growls...