Darkwood Castle

When you're underground for a long period of time the hours begin to blur together. Without the movement of the sun and with temperatures rarely changing to any great degree, it's hard to tell just now much time really passes. For Asurie though, the answer is simply 'too long'. Though a thief like her has a lot of experience with picking locks and disarming traps, a set of stocks is very difficult to get out of when you're actively trapped in it and no amount of dexterity can help her reach her lock pick when its on her belt in a heap of fabric on the floor that used to be her and Sasha's clothes... not that she can reach the lock. The helpless feeling is frustrating enough for the thief but the leather straps around her mouth and eyes make it almost unbearable. Through what felt like an entire night, Asurie has been in this position, head and wrists locked in the stocks, hips held in place on a stand and ankles cuffed to the stand's base, with a constant chorus of muffled pants and moans ringing in her ears. At some point Sasha was moved from the trap in the wall to the set of stocks on Asurie's left and presumably given a similar set up. Of course, the red headed girl that was in the stocks before hasn't moved the entire time either, leading the thief to wonder just how long she's going to be here. The thief lets her thoughts drift for a moment, listening to the muffled pants and gasps coming from her left, poor Sasha clearly being used right now by a grunting bull man.

"Mmf-!" Asurie suddenly sounds out through her gag, feeling a large, leathery hand slide up and down her inner thigh like it's being inspected. Though this is just one in a very long line of minotaurs, it doesn't stop the thief from at least giving a little protest. She leans her hips away a little from the hand and a resounding smack lands on her right cheek. She shrieks through the gag and trembles, giving up the pointless fight quickly as the set of hands descends onto her bottom, two large thumbs gliding between her legs and spreading her folds wide open. A loud whimper comes through her gag as she feels a bit of the last load of cum she took spill from her folds. She's taken so many of the beast men by now her insides feel completely coated with a layer of seed, along with a mess of the stuff clinging to her outsides and her thighs. The minotaur grunts a little in annoyance, waiting for a glob of seed to ooze from her and fall into the puddle on the floor before he shifts forward, his long, thick shaft of meat effortlessly piercing her slicked folds and sliding into her nethers. A long, muffled and pained moan comes from behind Asurie's gag as the beast man's slides himself forward, meets her hips, and grinds against her bottom, its giant sack rubbing against her thighs and folds for a moment as it settles in. After a few seconds it snorts and the long shaft eases backwards a few inches and thrusts back in, the beast man getting into a fairly energetic rhythm of thrusts. Asurie lets out a muffled whimper as she feels the creature use her. Not one of the beast men have taken it steady or slowly when they screwed her. It's always been the same thing: the beast mounts her, screws her until he gets his rocks off and then leaves. She whines in frustration, feeling the beast man hold her hips steady as he pumps himself back and forth at a hungry pace, hips slapping against her reddened and sore bottom. She came so many times during the last few hours that it feels like her body just can't do it again, but as the thick, long shaft pumps out of her like a piston, the familiar tingle of pleasure goes back up her spine and the thief finds herself moaning helplessly through the gag.

Through the thrusting and the slapping of skin, her ear barely picks up Sasha's muffled sounds, a powerful moan accompanied by a low, bestial bellow, the two of them apparently reaching orgasm together. Asurie moans and whimpers, shaking her head a little in the stocks as she's thrust into, her ears picking up a faint, sloppy sound of cum falling onto the floor. She trembles, hearing Sasha moan weakly and large, hoofed footsteps heading to the door. Instead of hearing the beast leave though, she picks up the sound of murmuring at the door and a lot of footfall. She turns her head towards the sound curiously but stops herself suddenly as the minotaur starts to truly pound her slit, making her moan harshly. Her senses quickly swirl in a dizzying mix of pleasure and frustration, her insides heating up as they're mercilessly thrust into again and again. She hears the beast inside her snort in lust and swell inside her as the sound of hoof-steps approaching both sets of stocks sounds in her ear. There's a quiet, muffled chorus of helpless moans in both of the thief's ears as she herself starts to gasp and moan crazily, her hips being absolutely savaged as the first, thick, hot glob of cum starts to gush into her folds. She quickly finds herself letting out a muffled scream as she orgasms yet again on the furiously pounding minotaur shaft, her nethers quickly flooded with a torrent of it warm goop. The beast grunts and groans like an animal, burying its shaft inside her, its cum spurting and pouring into her folds, quickly overflowing over her opening, oozing down her thighs and dripping into the widening puddle at the base of the stand her hips are locked into. After several slimy, hot spurts of cum erupt from her stuffed folds, the beast grunts in satisfaction and pulls from her slit, walking back to the door calmly, leaving Asurie to feel a steady stream of seed pouring down over her clit and between her legs onto the floor. She moans weakly, feeling so utterly full she barely hears the grunting and slapping of skin from both sides of her head.

"Two new catches I see... and fine specimens indeed." A strikingly human and male voice suddenly sounds. Asurie lifts her head immediately and turns it, futilely trying to look at the new face despite the blindfold. In the next second she squeaks, feeling a human hand on the mostly clean top of her rump, rubbing it slowly. "This one had her ass used some, hm? I am glad you took initiative to set them up in the pleasure lounge, but I expect to be told of intruders much faster than nine hours after they've been caught." The man says with a hint of irritation in his voice, the sound of a minotaur grunting in response catching Asurie's ears, sounding like its talking back. "Yes, I know you're eager but I want these two both cleaned out and brought back to the lab as soon as possible. I'll have the pets take care of you when we're there." The man finishes, the sound of his footsteps heading towards the door making its way into Asurie's ears past the constant gasping and panting from either side of her. Her head lifts a little, hearing the bull man behind her shuffle around a bit in a corner of the room, dropping something metal on the floor before a warm breathy snort wafts against her hips. In the next second a wet, warm, soapy cloth slaps onto her thigh and starts sliding up and down. Asurie gasps and lets out a muffled whimper, feeling the cloth roughly travel up her messy thighs and over both her holes, rubbing firmly and tightly. Though part of her is grateful to finally have the creamy mess off her legs, there's a certain frustration to the entire thing, the beast's movements being more appropriate for cleaning a window or polishing a blade than washing a girl's slit. After a few minutes the cloth drops and she breathes out a sigh of relief, only to gasp when she feels a wet mound of fabric push into her folds. She squeals harshly, what feels like a mop handle covered in soapy folds of fabric pushing deep into her folds and twisting around swiftly, scrubbing her insides thoroughly and roughly. She rattles the stocks suddenly, the twisting and sloshing of the cloth a very weird and not at all gentle sensation, but a hand slaps firmly onto her rump to halt her movements. The scrub keeps twisting and thrusting for a few minutes, making the poor thief pant and whimper constantly before it finally eases out of her. She shudders all over as it finishes, her insides feeling wet but at least far less messy. The relief doesn't last too long though as after a minute, the hand spreads her cheeks open and the scrub starts to push into her bottom. The stocks rattle again and she lets out a scream, feeling her ass pierced deeply by the scrub and twisted just as mercilessly as before. Though the scrubbing only lasts about a minute, it's very deep and harsh and the thief's head hangs in the stocks from the sensation overwhelming her, hips twitching on the pole as the bull man twists it inside her.

Mercifully though, it pops out and the minotaur unlocks the thief's stocks and flicks them open, lifting her wrists out of the stocks with its giant hands and forcing them behind her back, securing them with a set of manacles attached to each other. Asurie whimpers from the binds, squirming as she feels her hips freed from the stand and her ankles unlatched from the base. The thought of blindly running briefly flashes through her head but before she can make a move the beast's hand clamps her ankles together and grips her by the waist, effortlessly hoisting her body into the air and flinging it over her shoulder, leaving her hanging down its back, held by the ankles. She shrieks and squirms in frustration, feeling the beast man walk out of the room, leaving the wet slaps of skin and the muffled moaning behind. After about a minute of walking through the hallways, she's brought into another room with the faint sound of panting in her ears apart from the hoofed footsteps of the beast man. Soon, she's pulled of the minotaur's broad shoulder again. It grabs her by the waist with a single hand and forces her into what feels like a standing cage, locking her neck into an iron collar and standing her on a grated floor. She growls and squirms, arms still shackled together behind her back and kicks with one leg, hitting the beast in the ankle but mostly just hurting her toes in the process.

"My, we have a fighter this time." The male voice suddenly coos out, distinctly lighter footsteps approaching the cage. "Grab the other one now. I'm going to introduce myself to this one." He finishes, the minotaur grunting in the strange language and heading back to the door. As soon as the door shuts, Asurie feels fingers tracing along her face. She gasps through the gag and moves to kick in front of her, but she only gets air. After a click, her vision turns briefly white and she gasps in a deep breath, the leather blindfold and gag being eased off her face. She blinks her eyes, even the somewhat dim lighting of the room takes time to adjust to after spending such a long time being blind. Her first sight is the face of a man with a calm smirk and long, flowing black hair standing in front of her, shirtless and wearing a pair of unbuttoned black pants that hug his hips with a belt, a fancy inscribed book hanging from a silver chain hanging on his side and attached to the belt. After looking him over, an act that makes him smirk even more, Asurie quickly turns her head from side to side, looking at the room in a slight panic. She notices first that she's in less of a cage and more of a large glass tube. Beyond the glass she spies two giant bookshelves lining the corner of the room complete with a desk and an oil lantern on it. To the left of that, a giant, very fancy bed with an open canopy and a few intimidating looking hooks and chains hanging off the side. On the opposite wall she quickly spies a giant work table with books, vials, tubes, beakers, sacks of herbs and just about everything you'd imagine an alchemy laboratory to have. The last, and possibly most disturbing thing she spies though, is a giant, light pink rug spreading out from the corner, pillows strewn pretty much everywhere on it along with a metal pole in the center with a ring on the top... that has two chains coming off of it, leading to the collars of two very naked girls, both with blank expressions and one, one with short, light blue hair, panting softly and touching herself, staring at the mage longingly.

"Wh- what the hell is this?!" Asurie spits out, watching the girl with horrified fascination as she paws at her folds and caresses her own breast, moaning softly towards the man. The mage glances to where the thief's eyes are, chuckles and looks back to her.

"More intruders... though right now they're sort of..." He looks up, rubbing his chin and musing for a moment. "...test subjects/bed partners. Don't let the term 'partner' fool you though, I hold no affection for either of them and frankly that one is starting to get on my nerves. She's insatiable, though I suppose I may be partly to blame for that..." He finishes, kneeling down and swiftly attaching a manacle to her ankles. Asurie blinks and attempts to kick him but his hand is a bit too fast and keeps a firm grip on it until it's secured. "I must say, I didn't really expect too many more intruders considering none of them return when they enter. I suppose 'no one ever returns' just isn't as big a threat as it used to be. ...That or you're an idiot."

"Say that when I'm NOT tied up!" Asurie retorts angrily, shifting herself forward and rattling the neck and ankle braces. The mage simply shrugs and reaches into the ceiling of her cage, tugging a large feeding tube with a harness down from it.

"Oh, I think I will. Just to say I didn't shy away from your threat." He says calmly, gripping the end of the tube and pointing it at her mouth. "Open wide." Asurie blinks and clamps her teeth shut, staring daggers at the mage as he tries to tug her mouth open with his thumb. They struggle for a time, the mage getting visibly frustrated with her the more she turns her head. Eventually his hand lowers from her mouth and grips her bare nipple, giving it a firm twist. Asurie shrieks involuntarily and the tube is quickly shoved forward into her open mouth. She lets out muffled protests as the end of it slides about halfway into her mouth before her teeth bite down on a small groove in the tube. Her jaw clamps on that spot and the man quickly wraps the strap around her head tightly, a tight leather strap pressing over her lips, presumably to prevent leaking. Asurie growls furiously at him and glares, turning her head suddenly when she hears the door open. She blinks, seeing the minotaur walking in carrying Sasha over his shoulder. She whimpers and watches as the ax wielder is similarly dragged to a tube directly to Asurie's right and quickly gets her neck and ankles locked in and the blindfold and gag removed, revealing an angry but dazed look on her face.

"You." Say grunts out, glaring at the mage and jerking the restraints enough to make the entire tube rattle. "You do this! I kill you!" She growls out, shifting her body forward in fury, trying to break the chain links on the manacles. The man steps back from Asurie in surprise and moves to Sasha's tube, looking at her muscular but shapely body shamelessly for a moment.

"And here I thought this one was a fighter... You on the other hand have quite an impressive amount of fortitude... I think I'll test the heavy dose on you." He says calmly, reaching to the top of Sasha's cage and tugging the tube down, pausing when he hears a grunt. He glances to his side at the minotaur that was standing silently up to this point next to him, watching. "Ah yes, go ahead and use them." He says dismissively. The minotaur gets a wide grin (for a minotaur) and turns away, walking towards the rug, taking its loincloth off slowly to reveal its massive erection. The blue haired girl's eyes light up and she lifts herself on her knees, taking the beast man's shaft with both hands and stroking it lovingly, dragging her tongue hungrily up his length while the other girl with a blank expression and long strawberry blond hair simply watches, biting softly on her lip.

"What you mean?! What a- MM!" Sasha says, interrupted by the man forcing a tube between her lips and locking it shut. Her eyes light aflame in anger and she rattles the tube even more, shaking her head and trying to bite down on the tube. The mage only smirks though and reaches up calmly to the ceiling, tugging down two more tubes and pulling them down her back.

"Ever since I started transforming those worms they've been taking on strange properties, especially the fluids they secrete when they drug their victims. I didn't expect them to evolve, actually. I was pleasantly surprised. I credit their short life spans and high reproductive rate myself." He calmly explains as he tugs the tubes down between Sasha's legs. Almost not reacting at all to the sight, the mage calmly spreads open Sasha's folds and works the tube inside her. The ax wielder's eyes widen and she squirms furiously, trying to shake his hands off as they firmly fasten a leather strap between her legs, holding the tube in place. Asurie's eyes narrow, the scene painful to watch as the mage holds Sasha's hips firmly and eases the second, no smaller tube into the ax wielder's bottom, attaching it to the strap as well to secure it. With that done, the mage calmly stands up and shuts the glass door tightly with a dark grin. "I suppose I should explain myself while you're still able to think. As you might imagine, the aphrodisiac those worms secrete are very useful to me, considering the kind of control I use with the minotaurs you two have witnessed. With their minds hazed by an overactive sex drive, they're very susceptible to mind control... a little less brutal, but I can live with that. As you can see with the girls over there, I've been trying to make a purely obedient but intelligent sex slave.. but the dose I used was too high..." He pauses, looking to the blue haired girl a bit distantly, watching her hungrily suckle and stroke the minotaur, the beast grunting lightly with pleasure as it looks at the other girl, beckoning her over with its finger. The strawberry blonde swallows and crawls over slowly, getting up on her knees and licking its shaft as well. It snorts expectantly and points behind itself, the blonde girl cringing and looking up to it pleadingly, suckling along it shaft faster. After a few seconds the beast's head turns to the other girl and snorts. She gasps in realization and pulls her mouth off the thing's tip, letting the other girl take her place sucking it's tip. With the same eagerness as before she crawls around its body and grips its bottom, spreading it lightly and lustfully lapping at its hole. The mage shakes his head slowly and turns back to the tube, tweaking a few knobs on the top of the tube. "Especially on that one. She's been insatiable for weeks. The other one was drugged around the same time, but she seems to be recovering. ...She still can't talk, do anything complex or fully sate her need for sex, which is not what I want at all." As he talks calmly Sasha gaps in the tube, seeing a clear, oily liquid pour down the tube and start filling her mouth. She gurgles in panic and twitches helplessly in the bonds, swallowing a mouthful of the liquid down as the other two tubes start flush the liquid up inside her holes. Asurie's eyes widen in horror, watching Sasha swallow and twitch as she's slowly filled. "I've diluted the mixture fairly heavily and sprinkled in a few blends of herbs that should make you more susceptible to magic suggestion. It's a much better mixture than the nearly pure stuff I fed those two, but I'm still shaky on the dose." He says calmly as he walks over towards Asurie, reaching into the cage and dragging the tubes down her back slowly.

"MMM!" Asurie screams with the tube in her mouth, leaning her hips away in a panic. The mage simply grunts, gets a vice grip on her thigh and shoves the tube unceremoniously into her slit. She shrieks from the rough motion and trembles, ceasing her struggles lest he do the same thing to her bottom. A satisfied smirk crosses the mage's face as he watches her stop wiggling, easing the second tube mercifully slow into her bottom. He stands and traces his eyes shamelessly over her body before shutting the tube tightly and reaching up to what Asurie assumes is a vat above her head and twisting something on it. With a tremble, her eyes travel back to the girls in morbid curiosity, the two of them lapping eagerly at the beast's shaft and hole, making Asurie wonder if that's what she'll be doing soon. The beast grunts and puts a massive hand on each of the girl's heads forcing the blonde to take him in her throat and the other to simply press tight to his bottom. It shudders and grunts in lust, the blonde gurgling loudly as a load of cum is forced down her throat. It spends a minute, grinding the two of their heads against its skin, the liquid slowly making its way down into Asurie's mouth. She whimpers, feeling her mouth slowly filled by the thick but tasteless fluid, watching the two girls released by the minotaur's hands. With no prompting, the blue haired girl drops to all fours in front of the beast man and spreads her legs, the other girl hesitating for a moment before trembling hungrily and following suit. Asurie whimpers again, watching the beast stroke itself idly as it looks between the two, slowly growing to full mast again as the liquid starts to creep into the thief's holes. She whimpers and tries to clench futilely on the tubes as the liquid is pumped inside her. As her body slowly begins to heat, she turns her eyes away from the trio finally, catching a parting glance at the beast man kneeling down and thrusting into the blonde's slit.

"I think whoever pleases me the most will take that girl's place..." The mage muses, rubbing his chin and watching Asurie slowly and reluctantly swallow down the mixture. "She and the loser I'll just lock up in the mintoaurs' pleasure lounge. I'm sure that red head will be happy to have some of the load off." He chuckles lightly to himself and walks to Sashsa's tube, watching the progress. "I suppose I'm lucky a few women ended up in the parties they sent out here or my little dungeon would be much less fun. We killed off the men of course... well, except for one that one of the guards took a liking to. Interesting anomaly that... Oh well. Whatever gets them off works for me." He mutters, twisting a knob on Sasha's vat, a gurgling sound coming from the thing. "Just about done here... we'll just clean you out... Any problems in there?" He asks, glancing to Asurie with a snicker. Asurie doesn't acknowledge him though, her insides starting to burn like a fire and her head getting cloudy, swallowing down each gulp of the mixture unconsciously. The mage smirks and turns his head back to Sasha, watching the tubes shake and rattle as liquid pumps through them and floods the twitching and squirming ax fighter.

"Mmm..." Asurie gurgles weakly, her head tilting in the restraint and her eyes going half open, drifting into a haze, time starting to blur again. A minute passes with her in this state before her senses snap back, a loud splash of liquid coming from Sasha's tube. Her glassy eyes turns towards the ax fighter, watching her twitch in the restraints as the mage calmly opens the cage door and starts removing the tubes. The thief tries to focus her vision a little, despite the flames burning in her nethers and watches as Sasha is released from the restraints and stumbles out of the tube, swaying in place with a blank look on her face. The mage looks her over again like he's inspecting a new suit, his hand rising up her side and cupping Sasha's breast, rubbing it a few times and flicking her nipple with his thumb. Asurie whimpers at the sight, the mage shamelessly groping the ax wielder's breasts, her only response being a slow pant and the occasional moan. After a minute the mage grins and walks calmly over to the bed, sitting on its edge and pulling down his pants to reveal a surprisingly large erection.

"Suck until you are told otherwise, pet." The man states firmly, spreading his legs open as he leans back on the bed. Asurie swallows down another mouthful of the liquid and gurgles, the scene a little painful to watch as Sasha stumbles forward, immediately sinking to her knees in front of him, gripping his base with her hand and engulfing the tip in her mouth. Asurie whimpers, hearing Sasha moan with hunger as she swallows and suckles on the man, her free hand acting practically by itself as it slides between her own legs, fingers dipping straight into her folds and rubbing swiftly. The mage groans in pleasure as the woman's lips drag up and down his thick shaft, though his eyes never gaze away from her body, apparently still inspecting her even as she works so intimately. As time ticks by, the thief tears her eyes away from the scene, the sound of the blue haired girl squealing in pleasure ringing through the room, loud enough to briefly steal away the mage's attention as well. Asurie drags her fast blurring vision back to the rug, catching a glimpse of the minotaur buried and throbbing with a load of cum inside the girl's ass. She winces at the sight and turns back to see the mage snort and glance down to Sasha again, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Get up and beg me clearly and firmly that you wish to suck off my minotaur." He says calmly, gripping Sasha's hair and tugging her mouth from his shaft. Asurie shudders, the mixture not strong enough to keep her from cringing at the thought. She swallows another mouthful of what little remains of the mixture as she watches Sasha get slowly to her feet in front of him, looking like she's about to comply. However, little more than heavy pants come from the ax wielder, her fingers still easing back and forth inside herself with only an unintelligible moan escaping her mouth. The mage frowns in disappointment and cringes suddenly, hearing the blue haired girl moan loudly again, the minotaur emptying the last bits of seed into her. The man sneers and looks back to the bull man, calling out to him. "Gag her and keep using that. I can't let her take my focus, dammit." He growls out, looking back to Sasha with frustration as she keeps mumbling and moaning unintelligibly. Asurie shivers and lets her vision drift to the pair on the rug, the minotaur swiftly wrapping a leather gag around the girl's mouth and tying it tight before gripping her waist and thrusting again, his shaft never leaving the girl's bottom. As the two of them start panting, Asurie lets her vision drift back to the mage as he gets off the bed and walks over to her own tube.

"Prepare yourself to ride me." He calls back to Sasha as he reaches up to the vat and tweaks a few knobs. After a few seconds Asurie gasps mindlessly, the tubes rapidly filling up with a few mouthfuls of warm water. Though her mind is too hazed to put up a resistance, her body twitches by itself as she feels her holes pumped with the water, gulping down the water in her mouth as fast as she can. She gurgles weakly and watches as the mage nods in satisfaction and returns to the bed, lying on his back and pointing at his shaft, nodding his head to Sasha. "Ride." He commands. Asurie watches as Sasha gasps and eagerly mounts the man's shaft, facing away from him and gripping his knees, wasting no time as she slides her hips hungrily up and down his member. The mage groans in pleasure and frustration, lightly spanking Sasha's rapidly bouncing bottom. "Not so rough." He growls out, trying to relax back on the bed as the ax wielder hungrily rides his shaft, not really slowing down in the slightest. Asurie trembles and lets her eyes roll back for a moment, trying to focus her head. Though the tube and the room are fairly cool, her entire body feels like it's surrounded by fire. Her fingers are tingling and even the sloshing water inside her holes are sending huge waves of pleasure through her hips. As time passes, it becomes harder and harder to form a thought in her head with nearly all her senses focused on whatever little stimulation her body is receiving, the pressure from being stretched by the tubes are especially strong, the rings of her skin burning with pleasure each time she even clenches on them. After a while, the thief merely finds herself whimpering mindlessly and suckling on the empty tube in her mouth with what feels like every part of her body begging to have her holes filled up. Her thoughts swirl with want, the memory of her being used by the two minotaurs flooding back to her and causing her to moan, just longing to be used like that again at this point. It's only when she hears Sasha nearly scream in lust do her thoughts tear themselves off her own heated body and fantasies. Her glazed eyes trace back to the bed, seeing Sasha with her back arched and grinding on the mage's hips, gripped in a powerful orgasm, the mage stroking her sides absently as he throbs inside her.

"Mmmf... up." The mage states, spanking Sasha's rump a few times as he sits up. Sasha shivers and slides off him, moaning contentedly, looking as though she's barely finished with her orgasm as she eases off and sits to the side. The mage lets a long breath out and sets up, whistling sharply to the door. As he walks towards Asurie's tube again, a minotaur opens the door and looks towards the mage. "Take the one on the bed back to the pleasure lounge. She's as exuberant as the other one and three times as strong." He complains as he gets off the bed. The bull man nods and walks towards the bed, lifting Sasha up by the waist and tossing her over his shoulder like a doll. As she's taken from the room, Asurie gasps softly and trembles, feeling the mage tug each of the tubes from her holes. She winces a little, immediately voiding most of the water and sending it splashing into the grate at her feet. She quivers from the motion inside her and moans a little, feeling her neck and ankles released. The mage guides her slowly from the tube and walks her forward, whipping a towel off of a nearby table and drying off her openings between her legs. Asurie simply moans, not able to find any reason to resist and grinds her hips against the towel before it's whipped away. She trembles and stands still, wrists still locked together behind her back as the mage eases his hands up her sides to the undersides of her breasts, gripping and groping them lightly as he inspects her again. The thief shivers, his touch making her head spin with want, part of her wanting to beg him to grope and kneed her breasts until they're sore but she only lets out a moan. After a minute, the mage walks back to the bed and spreads his legs, his fully erect shaft still sticky with cum. "Suck until you are told otherwise, ... idiot pet." He grins wickedly and leans back, waiting.

"Yes sir..." Asurie finds herself saying, his insult not even registering in her head it's so hazy. With her arms still bound, she carefully kneels down between his legs and leans forward, hungrily engulfing his tip in her mouth. A wave of pleasure suddenly washes over the thief's body, just the feeling of having a cock in her mouth enough to make her moan with delight. Without even thinking she bobs her head up and down his shaft, suckling and licking his skin, every part of her head just telling her to get cum from him. She trembles, easing him into her throat just to lick his stray cum still clinging to his shaft, hips quivering with want. The mage watches her calmly, allowing her to suckle at her leisure for a few minutes, swelling pleasantly in her mouth. After a long moan his hand drops to her head and he eases her mouth from his throbbing tip.

"Get up and beg me clearly and firmly that you wish to suck off my minotaur." He states in the same tone as he addressed Sasha. Asurie quivers, part of her reeling in disgust but the heat in her body quickly takes over, making her squirm needfully on her legs and making her mouth hang open. For a few seconds, she pants, staring at his shaft wantonly and licking her lips before she gets to her feet slowly, her insides quivering and silently demanding obedience for the promise of being used.

"Please allow me to suck off your minotaur." Asurie pants out, knees quivering with hunger as she stares at the mage's face, silently begging him to satisfy her. The mage only smirks in front of her, rubbing his chin in curiosity.

"You can still talk... that's progress. I wonder if you'll follow through though." He muses, stroking his chin and turning his head towards the beast man as it busily pounds the blue haired pet. "Get over here and fulfill the pet's request." He commands. The minotaur snorts in frustration but it quickly eases itself from the pet's bottom and stands, letting the girl flop onto her stomach and moan pathetically into the gag, her fingers continuing to furiously rub inside her folds. Slowly the beast man walks up to Asurie and grunts down at her, standing a foot away with his shaft fully erect and twitching with need, a little stream of precum oozing slowly down its length. The thief trembles, staring at the droplet of precum and quickly kneels back down. Desperate and hungry to have her mouth stuffed again, she drags her tongue to the drop and licks up to the tip of the bull man's shaft, quickly engulfing its tip into her mouth. Savoring the taste for a moment, she moans and starts dragging her lips back and forth mindlessly along the shaft, suckling messily and lapping wantonly at its tip. The minotaur groans in pleasure and rests one of its giant hands on the back of her head, guiding her back and forth along its shaft slowly. The mage simply stares at the two of them, stroking his chin, seemingly more interested in her behavior than her body. After a minute, the thief eases her mouth off of the bull man's shaft and eagerly laps at the base, lapping what she couldn't reach inside her mouth with long, hungry licks and hot pants. After a minute, the bull groans brutishly and swells up, its shaft twitching from the stimulation. The thief shivers and tilts her head up to see the bull man's tip, only to see a thick spurt of cum erupt from it and fall squarely onto her face. She quickly shuts her eyes and moans, the feeling somehow sending another wave of pleasure through her body as glob after glob of seed falls from the beast's shaft, covering her nose, eyes, forehead, cheeks and chin and flooding her mouth full from one large spurt. She trembles and gurgles out a moan, keeping her head tilted back as she shuts her mouth over the load, gulping it down slowly as the cum settles on her face. Eventually the mage leans in and smirks, snapping his fingers lightly.

"Good. Now stay in place and beg him to screw you." The mage says coolly, watching her body react. Asurie swallows her mouthful down and lets out a sudden and long moan, the mere thought of having the minotaur buried in her folds again lighting a fire in her hips. Though tempted to merely beg with her body, the thief gasps and laps at the constant drops of cum falling into her mouth from her covered lips, trying to find the ability to speak clearly again. After a minute, she manages a deep breath, keeping her head tilted upwards, still blinded by the cum, hoping she's speaking to the minotaur.

"Please screw my pussy." She pleads out, voice shaky and dripping with need. The beast man shares a glance with the mage who lightly nods. In the next moment, two giant hands wrap around Asurie's waist and effortlessly hoist her into the air. She trembles with need as her feet touch the floor and she's slowly forced to her knees, the hands guiding her legs to bend until the fat, swelled tip of the minotaur's shaft presses to her moist folds.

"They have impressive stamina, no?" The mage says casually as he shifts off of the bed, the minotaur slowly guiding the thief down its shaft, making her moan furiously in lust. "Don't even go the least bit soft when they're still horny. ...Which they are all the time thanks to me. They're lucky I regulate them to guard duty or they'd run themselves ragged in a few days." He muses for the moment, watching the thief get slowly pierced. Asurie arches her back and shudders lustfully, feeling her outsides slowly press to the bull man's crotch, every inch buried fully inside her, making what feels like every part of her body scream with pleasure. With her thighs held tightly down on the minotaur's hips, she lets out another moan, feeling much smaller hands pawing at her rump and feeling her up, the mage's voice sounding calmly from behind. "Now beg to have me in your ass... Oh, and refer to me as 'master' from now on. I do enjoy that."

"Please screw my ass, master." Asurie says without hesitation, the thought of being stuffed full making her body burn with desire and her hips heat even more, pure lust moving her mouth for her. The minotaur's hands slide down her thighs and its massive thumbs cup her bottom. The thief moans and trembles in anticipation as its thumbs pull her tight ass hole open, the stretching sensation sending another wave of heat up her spine. Soon, two hands fall on her shoulders and the mage's shaft presses to her bottom and eases in. As inch after inch slides inside her, the full sensation floods her senses and she squeals out in pleasure, her body twitching on the minotaur's hips, a mind-blowing orgasm ripping through her body the moment the two of them are hilted inside her. Her vision whites out for nearly a full minute, feeling as though her body is wrapped in a cocoon of pleasure. After a time, her senses barely return to find herself being thrust into slowly and steadily by the two of them, the mage pressed to her back and leaning her forward, massaging her breasts from behind as he thrusts into her bottom and the minotaur massaging and holding her thighs steady as its shaft rocks up and down inside of her. She trembles and lets her head drop forward, panting and moaning again, her body feeling no less receptive to the shafts even so soon after her orgasm.

"Mm... yes, I think I'll definitely leash this one in my room." The man says as he idly twists her nipples, thrusting his sizable length back and forth with a calm motion. "You can take the blue haired one to the lounge after you've blown your load." He says to the minotaur as he presses tighter to Asurie's back, thrusting a little more eagerly. The minotaur snorts in recognition but that's all the focus it's willing to devote as it eagerly thrusts itself up into the girl's folds. "You might have noticed your body didn't cool down very much, pet. I'm afraid any stimulation or even the promise of stimulation will make you horny enough to the point of being unable to think about much else..." A grin passes by his face as he gropes her breasts tighter, massaging them carelessly and occasionally pinching her swollen nipples. "In fact, I'm sure you're having a great deal of trouble with focusing in the least right now, even on stimulation... You're probably just constantly screaming in pleasure inside your head, but I do wish to test just how well my mix is working... So I want you to thank your new master very clearly while he screws you and maybe he'll let you play with another minotaur while he works... Can you do that, pet?" He questions, leaning in smoothly and suckling behind her ear as he gives her breasts another tight and thorough massage, his thrusting only picking up speed. Of course, it's less about pleasing her and more about making it more difficult to talk but it makes absolutely no difference to Asurie, her first feeble attempts at talking coming out as nothing more than heated moans and rapid pants. The promise of more cock though manages to egg her lust crazed mind, even the rapidly hastening thrusts of the minotaur unable to keep her from choking out a response.

"T-thank.. y-yew... maah.. master." She pants out. Feeling as though a burden was lifted, Asurie moans out mindlessly and lets her head drop, her senses abandoning her mouth and ears in favor of the whirlwind of pleasure going through her. The mage grins and his massage goes back to being idle, his thrusting picking up the pace as he too starts let himself just enjoy the screwing.

"Good pet..." He says coolly, grasping her breasts tighter for support as he starts to truly pound her bottom. The minotaur simply snorts warmly and rubs her thighs, its shaft pumping crazily in and out of her. The minutes fly by in a haze for the trio, the blue haired pet watching enviously from the rug as she watches the new girl relentlessly screwed. After who knows how long, the three of them erupt in a chorus of loud moans, the mage and the bull man eagerly filling the poor thief with warm, thick loads of cum while Asurie simply writhes between them, locked in another mind-blowing and terribly long orgasm. Nearly a full minute passes while the males empty their loads into the poor girl, pulling out only when the mage feels he's satisfied. As the shafts slide out of her, Asurie's eyes roll back and she flops forward onto the minotaur's stomach, the pleasure being the only thing keeping her from passing out. Somewhere in her unconscious mind, she hears the mage laugh and feels herself placed on a soft mound of pillows as a collar is locked comfortably around her neck. Whether she'll gain any part of her mind back after a long sleep is anyone's guess, but for now Asurie writhes against the pillows and falls into a deep, contented sleep.