Darkwood Castle

A good night's sleep can always help clear the mind, but a poor night's sleep can cloud it. Though not woken from her fainting-turned-sleep for a good ten hours, Asurie's rest is anything but restful. Her night is filled with non-stop erotic dreaming, from a simple passionate roll in the hay to bizarre fantasies of phallic creatures. The most frustrating dream though, is definitely the last where she envisions herself right back in the pleasure lounge, willingly putting herself in the stocks and wiggling her bottom while two fully erect minotaurs lock her in and start pounding her from both ends. Her dreams aren't hard to guess for anyone watching her sleep of course, even as she begins to wake, she lets out a long moan into the room, her insides burning and soaked with need, the vision of minotaur flesh rhythmically slapping against her own still fresh and alive in her mind. As her eyes flutter and her vision focuses, the reason for her dream being so vivid quickly becomes clear. Her head slowly lifts off of a pink, satin pillow to the sight of one of the bull men sitting on the carpet with the strawberry blonde's arms and waist clasped tight in it's grasp, effortlessly pumping her body up and down its massive shaft. For Asurie, the sight of the two of them is hypnotizing. The thief's nethers tingle a little each time she sees the girl's body descend into the beast's lap, the pair's juices faintly visible on the beast's sack in the torch light. The more she watches, the more Asurie's slit burns, her mouth hanging open, seconds away from begging the bull man to pound her instead when the feeling returns to her bound arms. She whimpers suddenly, the restraints keeping her hands from sneaking between her legs. Frustrated, she squirms in place and rolls to her side, sitting up on her legs with a weak moan.

"Oh good, the new one's up. Get them fed." The mage's voice sounds from across the room, the man not even looking up from the alchemy instruments. The minotaur snorts a single time and grips the girl's waist tighter, impatiently pumping her up and down furiously along its long shaft, slapping her reddening bottom into its lap as fast as it can. The strawberry blonde gasps out and throws her head back, shuddering with lust. She lets out a powerful and loud moan, body quivering with pleasure as an orgasm rips through her, her juices dripping down the bull man's shaft and splashing in its lap. The beast grunts hungrily and grinds her furiously against its lap after a few seconds. Asurie moans softly again, watching enviously at the minotaur's thick shaft as it throbs and pumps the girl full of cum. The beast grinds for a few more seconds and grunts lustfully on the top of the girl's head before it finishes, lifting the girl effortlessly up off its long shaft, easing out of her slit with a messy pop, cum dripping from her folds. With an impatient snort, the bull man drops the girl onto the pillows and walks off silently, leaving her to pant weakly and her hips to quiver, part of her still not feeling sated. Asurie though, swallows and stares at the minotaur longingly, her eyes fixed on the dangling shaft between its legs, her mouth agape and breath slow. Ignoring her for the moment, the bull man walks over to the post in the middle of the rug and carefully unlocks the ends of the leashes of the two girls, gripping them both tight in its massive hand. With a single jerk it tugs on the leashes firmly and heads towards the door, the blonde haired girl getting to her feet and following quietly with a haggard look on her face. Asurie nearly falls over from the tug herself but carefully gets to her feet as well, whimpering and tugging on the binders on her arms as she walks slowly towards the door, following the minotaur slowly.

“You're lucky. The girls that don't stay with me are simply given a bowl and kept in the stocks.” The mage says calmly from his table, staring lewdly at Asurie. The thief looks at the mage as she's tugged slowly through the door, part of her head trying to come up with a retort or at the very least threaten him with death but each time the start of a come back forms her head simply starts to drift into fantasies of having him in bed. Her eyes trace down to his lap and her heart starts thumping faster before her leash is tugged, making her gasp and stumble out of the door, quickly following the minotaur again as the mage quietly chuckles to himself and goes back to working at his table. Quietly, the thief plods forward through the torch-lit hallways, her eyes drifting towards the bull man's backside as it walks forward, her head starting to swirl again with want, envisioning that bottom thrusting forward into her bent over bottom. Again she whines and arches her back, futilely trying to stretch her arms enough to loosen the bonds, wanting her hands to be free so she can at least relieve herself. As the minotaur approaches a wide double doorway, the strawberry blonde hangs back a few paces and Asurie suddenly finds the woman walking at her side, looking to Asurie's face with a dazed and distant look, her breath slow and a little staggered like she's struggling with something. After a few breaths, the woman starts to pant and whisper faintly.

“Don't... eat too much. Laced with... that stuff.” The woman manages to get out with obviously a great deal of effort. Asurie's eyes widen a little at the statement and opens her mouth to reply but the girl hurriedly walks forward again and through the doorway before she can say anything more. The thief trembles for a moment, lost in thought as she wanders through the door, the leash guiding her forward. Asurie knows how hard it's been to speak or even form a coherent thought since she ingested that concoction of the mage, seeing the woman manage to not only speak but also to figure out her situation again gives the thief a brief glimmer of hope. After all, if she can get her head together long enough to find a way to pick a lock she might be able to escape. As she ponders though, her stomach starts to boil and a sudden wave of need creeps through her hips, stealing away any more thoughts of escape. She lifts her eyes hazily to the room to see about six of the minotaurs sitting in the room at long tables, each with its own plate full of what looks like venison, a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. Her stomach manages to make itself known through the fires burning in her nethers as she stares at the food but her attention is quickly turned away by a tug of the leash and the sight of the minotaur and the blonde woman. In front of her, the thief spies a long wooden trough filled with porridge maybe a foot off the floor, the kind that you'd normally find on a farm to feed animals out of. Her eyes widen at the sight as she watches the strawberry blonde obediently kneel down on a pad on the floor and bend over, placing her hands and neck in harnesses attached to the rim of the trough. The bull man snorts and nods at her, calmly closing the leather straps over the woman's neck and wrists, locking her hands in place but appearing to leave enough room for her head to move up and down. The woman, with a passive and tired look on her face lowers her mouth into the porridge and shuts her eyes. The thief barely manages to notice the woman's throat not moving when her shoulders are grabbed. She gasps, feeling the minotaur moving her forcefully to the mat, tripping her ankles out to make her kneel down as well. The force isn't really necessary though, Asurie feeling as though her body is putty in the bull man's grasp. Nevertheless, she quickly finds her neck pushed into the leather harness and attached, leaving maybe an inch of space between her face and the porridge. She gasps and feels her arms finally unbound from behind her back, only to have them quickly grabbed and tightly restrained in the cuffs on the trough.

“D-dammit...” Asurie manages to pant out, lifting her head up from staring directly at the food and trying to look a little behind her. With her neck restrained it's difficult to see much of anything apart from the wall, the trough and the other girl, but her ears constantly pick up the sound of dining from behind her along with grunts and ravenous chomps from the creatures as they eat their fill and the clomping of hooves as the minotaur that brought her here goes to get its own meal. For a few minutes Asurie is left with little to do but settle in her restraints, her hands balled into fists to keep from dipping into the food and her head lifted against the back of her restraint, trying to keep her mouth away from the stuff, her senses focused on the room at large. As time passes though, her focus wanes and her heated lower body again grips her senses with a powerful need for sex. The bent over position she's in quickly becomes all she can think about, her minds eye envisioning how it must look with her kneeling and bent over, exposed to the entire room full of beasts. She swallows dryly, unconsciously opening her legs up on the mat and biting her lip, able to feel her insides moist at the thought of one of them deciding to use her. She writhes in place, staring at the wall and breathing slowly, both hunger and lust pains coursing through her body, refusing to be ignored while there's nothing else to do. The need is so bad that she doesn't even hear the sound of movement in the room behind her until a pair of large, leathery hands descend onto her butt, feeling up her hips and thighs slowly.

“Oh yes...” Asurie suddenly gasps out, part of her mind a little horrified to hear herself say that at the prospect of what is really rape but her thoughts are quickly pushed out of her head when the large hands descend down her thighs and force her ass into the air and her legs open further, accompanied by the sound of legs shuffling on the mat. The anticipation is almost unbearable for the thief, her bottom lifting by itself into the air, wantonly swaying back and forth just begging to be stuffed. The wait is agonizing but the pain is well worth it when a thick, bulbous cock head pushes against her wet folds. She moans out in pure bliss as she feels the thick minotaur meat slide forward inside her, each inch sending a wave of pleasure up her spine. She gasps and squeals out in lust when the beast's sack presses between her thighs, the bull man's full shaft impaling the poor thief as its tough, leathery hips grind slowly against her bottom. Her eyes flutter and her mouth hangs open, feeling like every sense of her body is focused on the giant cock rocking deep, in and out of her. With the bull man's hands on her hips, it rears back a little and gives the thief her first proper thrusting into, its balls slapping against her thighs, burying its entire shaft into her folds. The thief squeals again, the deep thrust igniting a fire in her hips and sending a hot wave of pleasure through her body. She trembles in the harnesses and moans out mindlessly, a white hot orgasm coursing through her as the bull man just thrusts steadily back and forth, barely getting started. Asurie's eyes flutter after a minute and she gasps lustfully, staring at the wall, just feeling and listening to the strong, steady thrusts of the bull man's shaft, her body still warm and aching for more even after the climax. She mindlessly coos in pleasure, finally able to sate her need. Her gaze drifts over to the strawberry blonde, just able to see the woman's head up and bobbing forward steadily, her mouth and chin a mess with the food, letting out soft moans and a set of hands holding her waist and guiding her body back and forth as her own bull man thrusts into her.

The two girls moan in unison, the two bull men kneeling behind them suddenly pumping back and forth faster and hungrily. Asurie finds herself eagerly rocking her hips back against the creature, letting her skin slap firmly against its crotch. As she ruts, the bull man's hand suddenly descends on the back of her head and bobs her head down a little towards the trough. Asurie looks to its hand in confusion but all the creature is willing to give her is a forceful snort as it points at the food with its finger a few times before its hand returns to her hip and starts guiding them back and forth again. The thief trembles and looks down to the trough between pants, enough of her head working to remember that eating from it is probably a bad thing. Perfectly content to simply moan and enjoy herself, the thief keeps staring at the wall and panting, lustfully slapping her hips back against the bull man's thrusting groin. Time passes though and through its forceful thrusts, the minotaur grunts impatiently and points down at the food again. Asurie, of course, is far too enthralled with the pounding to pay any other part of the creature's body any attention. With her mouth agape she moans again from the thrusts and suddenly feels a firm grip in her hair. She breathes in sharply and gasps as the powerful hand shoves her face forward into porridge, holding half her head below the surface. The thief, having been mid-gasp, gets her mouth flooded with food almost immediately. With her nose plugged, she swallows down the mouthful in a panic and opens her mouth again for a brief gulp of air before her mouth is flooded again. The minotaur snorts down at the sight, listening to the first gulp... then the second, its thrusts never slowing down the whole time. After a third gulp the bull man tugs Asurie's face back up so she faces the wall again. She gasps, a mess of porridge falling from her mouth down her chin as she takes a sharp and deep breath of air, her entire face covered with a thick layer of the porridge. After the third deep breath, she finds herself moaning again, the adrenaline kicking her pleasure up a notch as the bull man's shaft thrusts furiously in and out of her. She shudders powerfully in the restraints and moans loudly again, body suddenly gripped by a powerful climax. The minotaur glances down and cruelly dunks her face into the porridge a second time as she peaks, holding her head down as it snorts in lust and swells inside her, its shaft throbbing as a load of hot cum gushes into her deepest regions. The thief is only able to moan crazily into the mess, gurgling the porridge before she's forced to swallow again, this time just taking heavy, quick gulps. As she starts to feel light headed her face is yanked out of the porridge again, the mess clinging to and oozing down her face as the last drops of cum from the minotaur's shaft squirt inside her.

Though too distracted to hear them, Asurie's counterpart finds herself coming down off an orgasm as well, the beast inside her snorting and throbbing as it too pumps its seed inside her. Side by side, the two creatures groan and ease out of the girls, walking away satisfied and leaving each of them with their legs spread lewdly open and a trail of cum dripping from their folds. Before they get much of a reprieve though, two other minotaurs who had been waiting patiently behind the first two step up to the pads and straddle both the of the girls. The two bull men grip the girls' hips and snort, their already fully erect shafts lowering until their bulbous tips press firmly to the girls' ass holes. The strawberry blonde gasps painfully but Asurie, her mouth still half full of aphrodisiac just moans hungrily as the two creatures slowly impale their tightest holes. Once the creatures have both sunk half of their shafts into their girl's bottoms they groan bestially and start to thrust back and forth. Asurie squeals in delight as she feels it move, lifting her hips up towards the beast so each thrust reaches another inch deeper into her bottom. As its massive shaft rocks back and forth against Asurie's bottom the creature's hands rest down on her shoulders for support as it plunges its shaft up and down, driving firmly and steadily into her bottom. The sensation is so overwhelming, the thief just moans blankly, losing her head completely and bucking her hips weakly up into the beast's cock each time it slams down. She's so lost in the sensation she doesn't even notice the door opening and the mage glancing over from the doorway, smirking as he watches his new pets being pounded.

“I see you two are still waiting your turns. I need them back in my bedroom soon, so you'll just have to join in. And make sure they're both eating, hm?” He says calmly, noting the two minotaurs still waiting in line behind the others. They look over to the mage and nod, grunting in recognition and walking towards the two girls. Asurie trembles and gasps, feeling the first minotaur slowly grind to a halt, the whole of its shaft settling deep in her ass as it waits, keeping her bottom steady. After a few seconds the bull man that was waiting steps up and kneels behind the two of them, gripping her thighs and easing eagerly into her cum flooded slit. Asurie gasps breathlessly, her hips trembling as yet another shaft slides into her body. Held steady by the first creature, she can only moan as inch after inch impales her folds until finally she's forced to take the full length of both their shafts. Utterly overwhelmed, the thief twitches and screams out in lust, the fullness forcing another mind blowing orgasm to rip through her body. As she writhes between the two of them, the bull men both begin to start thrusting inside of her, just forcing her orgasm to last that much longer before it subsides as far as her pleasure can subside under her drugged senses. Watching the display, the mage smirks at the minotaurs and flicks his finger simply at them. The two bull men pounding the girls' bottoms nod simply and each rests a hand on the back of their girl's head. In the next moment, Asurie and the blonde woman both find their faces dunked into the porridge as the bull men continue to thrust furiously inside them. The mage laughs darkly, not giving them the signal to lift their heads until he hears heavy gulping from them both. As their messy faces are slowly lifted out of the slop, the girls both moan out loudly as they're thrust into faster and faster. Asurie twitches and manages a blank, lustful smile moaning in ecstasy as she's pounded, another orgasm bubbling its way to the surface. With her mind wrapped entirely in lust, her last thought before surrendering entirely to the sex is how wonderful it would be if every meal turns out to be like this. With a twitch and another moan, her body lights aflame again and her body is wrapped in another white hot orgasm as the mage flicks his finger a second time, their faces being forced right back into the mess. The thief merely gurgles and moans through the porridge, riding out her orgasm with her face in the slop, fully content now to enjoy the wonderful waves of pleasure this place allows as she swallows hungrily from the trough..