Zixar cums and more monsters join the fun

Venus was being overwhelmed by the pleasure that was coursing through her body. Zixar was a forceful lover and his cock pounded into her harder and harder, taking her young body and using it as no man had ever done before. The wine had done its job and allowed her to successfully take in his massive member without tearing her apart. All she knew was pure desire.

Zixar leaned over her, biting gently on her neck as his cum erupted into her. The **** of his climax nearly pushed her off his cock, and much of his cum leaked out where it could even with his dick still buried inside her. Venus moaned in pleasure, her eyes closed and her mouth hanging open.

When Zixar's still hard cock began to withdraw from her, she whimpered at the sudden emptiness she felt. Zixar allowed her to sink to the ground, resting on her stomach, and watched as more of his seed flowed of of her full pussy. He laughed as she whimpered again.

"Don't worry my little whore. I've made sure you will not be without for long. You may be well on the road to repaying me for the losses to my army, but you still have a ways to go before I am satisfied."

Zixar lazily waved a hand and several dark shapes began to materialize out of the forest. The lead figure was a cloaked human, a mage that had specialized in necromancy and **** from his village. From under his cloak he pulled out a silver flask that was covered in magic runes. He approached Zixar as the monsters began crowding around Venus.

"Master I have finished the item you requested. This flask's magic will keep whatever liquid that is originally put in it. No matter how much is drank or spilled out, it will never run dry. I already have filled it with that wine, as you requested."

"Good Malgan. With that flask, she will be able to remain in a near constant state of need. Perhaps I can have her use it and her body to persuade others to my cause."

Malgan bowed his head to the Kelpie, being sure not to meet the large horse-man's eyes.

"As you say my lord. Is there more you require of me, or shall I return to the encampment? There is still much to prepare before we attack the Centaur villages."

Zixar thought for a moment, watching his minions as they descended upon Venus. Amoung them was the surviving Satyr brother, the leader of his Kappa scouts, a grindylow, and odly enough a troll.

Zixar had promised the Satyr and the Kappa that they could have a turn with the huntress to compensate for the losses each had suffered. The Grindylow was a different matter. Like all of its kind it had powerful limbs and a fish-like head filled with razor sharp teeth and skin that was rough and the color of seaweed. Although several Grindylow served Zixar as warriors, he was surprised that Malgan had decided to bring one along because they were very hostile to humans. The troll was large, standing nearly seven feet tall. It had thick muscular arms and its entire body was covered in coarse curly hair. The hair on its head was long, almost reaching its feet. Trolls lived in a family society and rarely joined with anyone not of their race. This one was a rarity among its kind.

Zixar noticed Malgan eyeing the young woman as the Satyr rolled her onto her back. The necromancer's goul's would be close by, awaiting orders from their master.

"Malgan, she is not for you. You serve me well, but I want her to learn the joys of serving monsters. Which reminds me. I want you to prepare some things for me. My new lover will need some items readied for her. Tell the general that I will need to speak with him tomorrow as well about her new position.

Malgan nodded and prepared to leave, not showing his anger at being left out of the coming gangbang. Even the Minotaur general that Zixar had recruited would have a better chance of fucking the young woman than he would.

Janus had wanted to scream in rage when Zixar filled Venus with his seed, but even that anger was paled compared to what now filled him. He watched as the four new monsters gathered around the object of his desire and began to position her for their use.

Venus for her part was looking drunk and horny. Her perfect tits had swelled, becoming fuller and more tantalizing as her need grew. Her pink nipples stood erect and called for attention. Venus had already spread her legs and was making lewd grinding motions with her hips, tempting anything with a dick to shove into her waiting pussy. Her mouth hung slightly open and she was panting like a bitch in heat.

Janus couldn't stand much more. But what was he supposed to do now? Lost in his rage, would he notice the gouls nearby? And what did Zixar want "Prepared" for Venus?