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 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 bulged sack in the torch light. The more she watches, the more Asurie's slit burns, her mouth opening, seconds away from begging the bull man to pound her instead when the feeling return to her bound arms. She whimpers suddenly, the restraints keeping her from sneaking her hands 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. Bring her." 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 slowly lifts the blonde off its lap. The blonde gasps out as the massive prick slides from her, her hips quivering as warm globs of cum ooze from her opening and spill down her inner thighs. When the minotaur's tip pops from her folds with a wet sound, it drops her unceremoniously onto the ground and gets to its feet, silently walking to the leash post and untying the girls' leashes. Asurie trembles softly and gets to her feet as she watches the bull man work, her dazed eyes drifting towards his cum drenched shaft with a longing look on her face. Soon though, her leash is tugged and her fantasies fade from her mind just as fast as they came. She stares forward with blurred vision as the mage rises from his seat and gathers a leather-bound book with a glyphed cover into his arms. He nods a single time to the minotaur and heads out of the room, the bull man giving a firm tug on both leashes, causing the dazed blonde to stumble a few steps forward while Asurie quickens her step, a single hand holding onto her own leash to steady herself as she follows the two of them into the dimly lit hallways of the caverns. After a few minutes, the four of them walk into a large, dome-shaped room, its walls adorned with carvings of what look to be magic symbols and large candle stands placed in a circle around the room. A chill runs up her spine as she walks slowly forward, staring at the circular floor, the entire surface etched with red markings in patterns of circles, borders and large runic symbols. Her body trembles, fear managing to pierce through the thick haze of lust clouding her head, the back of her mind telling her that whatever is going to happen in this room is going to be very, very bad. As her heart races, the mage casually flicks his finger towards the minotaur. The beast man nods once and firmly tugs the leashes again, gripping the strawberry blonde by her arm and leading her to a set of leather cuffs on the ground. With a few quick motions, the creature cuffs the girl's ankles to the floor and drops her leash, heading towards Asurie with a stern gaze. The thief gasps lightly and stumbles backwards, enough of her head telling her to flee to make her body listen. She stumbles towards the door before the creature grips her arm tight and snorts in irritation. Its large hands clasp on her arms and tug them behind her back with enough force to make it feel like her shoulders could dislocate. She winces and struggles futilely as the minotaur squeezes her arms together in one hand and forces a leather arm binder onto her, keeping her arms and hands tied behind her. She looks to the beast's face fearfully as it snorts towards her, keeping its eyes fixed on her.

"The rest of them will be along soon. You can go ahead and start early." The mage says calmly, walking towards the center of the large circle and placing his book on a wooden stand in the center of it. Whatever passes for a grin for a creature with the head of a cow passes by the face of the bull man and its massive hand traces down Asurie's leg, feeling up her thigh. Asurie trembles, her body quivering with excitement for a moment before she manages to speak.

"W-what are you doing?" She groans out, staring at the mage as her vision begins to blur with the creature's hand grazing along her inner thigh and brushing past the lips of her pussy. As the mage turns his head towards her, seemingly ready to answer, a moan escapes from Asurie's throat. A fire rushes through her belly as she looks down, squirming backwards into the minotaur's massive chest as she watches its thumb press against her clit firmly, rubbing it in a slow circle. As her juices drip down the beast's thumb, the mage chuckles darkly and returns to his book.

"You're able to speak again? You must be really worried." The mage says calmly, not looking up from the book as he calmly flips through the pages. "Well your life's not in danger if that helps. But I'm going to be using you girls for a ritual." Asurie's eyes widen a little and another moan escapes her mouth as the beast man's thumb continues to rub up and down against her clit, her juices starting to dribble down its fingers. "I'm going to summon up a succubus. For that though, I need a ritual.... and I'm sure you can guess what a ritual involving a sex demon is going to require." The mage finishes, with a wide grin crossing his face. Seeing his grin, Asurie starts to lose hope, her knees quivering again as a leathery hand suddenly clasps to her breast. She gasps, trembling as she feels the massive hand nearly cover her entire breast and rub it slowly. The combined feeling of a tough leathery grip and the tickle of its fur from the back of its hand makes her eyes roll back for a second, the fingering and groping feeling overwhelming after spending the night with such heated dreams. As she trembles in the beast's grasp, awaiting the inevitable, the doors to the room open again and what seems like the entire regimen of minotaurs walks in through the door with the other girls tow. The thief gasps in horror, her eyes immediately fixing on Sasha, the muscle bound blonde passed out cold and hanging like a rag doll over a minotaur's shoulder, her wrists bound together with rope and a blindfold over her eyes. Also in tow, the girl with the light blue hair Asurie saw leashed in the mage's room before. With the same drugged and lustful expression she walks almost willfully next to one of the bull men, being lead by the arm despite her hand needfully stroking its thigh. Finally, wearing the same arm binder as Asurie along with the blindfold and gag she wore in the stocks and a set of ropes tied around her legs, the mysterious red haired girl is brought in, held aloft by her arms by two of the bull men as they walk her into the room.

"S-sasha!" Asurie suddenly calls, watching the minotaur drop Sasha onto her side onto the floor. The axe wielder groans dizzily and slowly picks herself up onto her knees, looking towards the thief. Asurie shivers hopefully, watching Sasha try to mouth out something but the muscular woman eventually just starts letting out groans and pants, still clearly in no shape to think. From the center of the room, the mage glances from his book to survey the scene, his gaze fixing on Asurie as the bull man continues to finger and grope her body.

"You're really starting to get back some of your senses if you're able to think about your friend’s welfare in that state." The mage suddenly states, looking up and down Asurie's body like he's researching it. "No matter. It's time to start anyway. We'll fix that in a hurry." Calmly, the mage turns back to his book and holds out a hand in front of him. After a moment, an inky, black film spreads from the tips of his fingers and slowly encases his hand. The thief's eyes widen as the substance drips from his fingers into the center of the ritual circle, forming a puddle of black on the floor. Once the darkness around his hand fully drips from him and it starts to spread in the shape of a perfect circle on the ground, the mage turns and claps his hands towards the beasts. "Alright. Let's start our enticement, shall we?"
Almost in unison, the bull men turn towards the captives and reach out for the five girls. Asurie gasps as the minotaur that was fingering her stops and sits on the floor, its hands clasping tightly onto her hips, its fingers nearly surrounding her waist. It gives her a firm tug and Asurie's knees buckle from the force, her feet sliding out from under her as the creature lowers her hips down towards its erect member. Her body trembles as the engorged tip spreads her pussy open and slowly pierces up into her folds. The thief's eyes widen more for every inch she's lowered, a long, drawn-out moan escaping her mouth as the giant shaft stretches and fills her silt. All at once, her defiance leaves her mind and a wave of pleasure washes over her body, the groping combined with the sheer girth of the creature making her body heat like a furnace. With a final tug and a loud slap, the stretched folds of her slit slap against the minotaur's swollen sack. Fully impaled on the bull man's meat, Asurie whips her head back and moans crazily, spasming on his lap as she's pushed to a powerful orgasm. Watching her, the minotaur grunts and pats her thighs a few times, keeping her in place as he starts to grind against her hips. Asurie's eyes flutter as she rides out her orgasm, her mouth hanging open as the grinding extends her already intense climax. Almost as if it were an invitation, a second minotaur's hand falls on the back of her head and grips her hair, pulling her head sideways and pressing her face against his engorged tip. With her mind in a lustful haze, the thief moans against the bulb of flesh and eagerly opens her mouth as wide as she can, just enough to allow the bull man's shaft to push past her lips and fill up her mouth. As she feels the massive hands on her hips start to pump her up and down giant bull meat, she squeals lustfully around the shaft in her mouth, eagerly and happily suckling on it as she listens to the steady slap of her skin hitting the creature's lap, wanting nothing more than a lovely mouthful of cum.

As her senses flood with overwhelming pleasure, Asurie's eyes dizzily drift away from the giant bull cock she's sucking to see the others in the room. Right next to her, the poor redhead is also servicing two of the bull men. With all her arms tied tight behind her back and the blindfold still on her, there she sways, her breasts and bound-together legs swaying back and forth, dangling helplessly in the air as she's bounced between the hips of the two creatures, spit roasted on their cocks, held aloft only by their large hands on her waist and head and their larger shafts buried in her ass and mouth. The thief lets a muffled coo out at the sight, watching the bull man's sack smack against her bottom as it pumps every inch it has inside of her, the girl's legs twitching for each thrust as a mess of her juices flow down her thighs from her neglected slit. Asurie quivers at the brutal look of the scene and starts suckling on her own cock tighter and harder, happy not to have her face constantly slapped into minotaur crotch as the girl is.

Before she can turn her gaze away from the sight, Asurie's hips begin to burn again. She moans lustfully and squirms between the two of her creatures, coaxing the minotaur in her slit to go faster despite its thrusts being rapid already. Her head spins, listening to the sounds of the group next to her, the desperate gasps and their skin slapping together with ever increasing speed making Asurie's pleasure just that much more intense. As the red haired girl's hips spasm and twitch suddenly and another splash of juices pour from her slit, Asurie finds herself screaming and moaning, suckling mindlessly as another orgasm rips through her body. The feeling is so intense she almost misses the sudden bulge in her gut as a torrent of thick minotaur cum flows into her pussy. When the feeling hits her though, it only makes her moan louder, making her climax all the more intense with the flow of hot cum stretching her insides and gushing back out of her and down down her thighs and the creature's sack. It lasts so long she still finds herself wrapped in ecstasy when the cock pops from her lips and a load of cum starts to flow down her forehead and over her face. She moans mindlessly, tilting her head back and keeping her mouth open, letting the messy flow gush and pool into her mouth, filling it with a single spurt, the excess dribbling down her chin and neck. After a few big gulps of cum, the flow finally stops and Asurie finds herself having ridden out her orgasm with a face a complete mess of cum and her belly full. Before another word is said though, her minotaurs promptly lift her to her feet and calmly switch places, her flooded slit impaled by the saliva soaked shaft she was just sucking on. She quickly meets the creature's hips with a welcome moan and doesn't even wait for a prompt with the other, eagerly dragging her tongue up the beast's long member, getting a good strong taste of her own still dripping juices before she starts to eagerly suckle and lick the remaining bull cum from its tip. The beast grunts in approval and eases its shaft further into the cum soaked mess of her face as the other starts its slow, steady thrusts into her pussy again.

As the thief moans in delight, she squints open her one eye not completely covered with cum and watches the room again as she suckles her shaft hungrily. Her eye traces past the mage who watches his shadowy circle bubble with a grin on his face back to the other girls. Though she's looking for Sasha, she can't help but notice the red head again, still between the two beasts but now with all movements stopped, her face buried in the minotaur's furry crotch as her stuffed ass is held tight against the other minotaur's hips, her legs twitching as bull cum flows down the whole of her legs and big globs of it flow off her neck and chin, falling and puddling on the floor, her body pinned and nearly crushed between the two set of hips. Then, just as Asurie's did, the two of them pull their shafts from her and stand her up, calmly switching places. Wasting no time, they get their grips on her head and hips and bend her over once again, stuffing themselves into her mouth and ass and pumping her body back and forth between them, the girl's hips spasming again with another orgasm when they start to thrust. Asurie shivers at the sight and quickly tears her gaze away, looking past the trio to the other girls. Finally, her gaze focuses on Sasha; but if she's looking for a glimmer of hope with the strongest of the girls trying to resist, she's in for disappointment. Grunting and panting like an amazon, the axe wielder is in her own lustful throes, pumping her own hips up and down between two minotaur that are sandwiching her between their chests, buried in her ass and slit. With only her hands tied and arms pressed beneath her, the muscled girl eagerly uses her legs to bounce her hips between the two sets of thrusting hips, letting out hungry and passionate gasps of pleasure, looking like she's using them as much as they're using her.

By contrast, right next to Sasha and in the exact same position is the strawberry blonde from the mage's room. With her too sandwiched between two minotaurs, it seems the two blondes were set up to make a matching pair... but their reactions couldn't be more different. Instead of having space to bounce her hips and enjoy herself, the strawberry blonde is pressed tight between the two beasts, arms held to her sides and shoulders held steady by the creatures' massive grips. The girl gasps with a helpless and lost look on her face, held tight and with nothing to do but let the two massive poles of bull meat thrust deep into her bottom and slit. Asurie squirms as she watches the two of them, a small part of her crestfallen at the sight of Sasha having so completely given up, though it's nearly impossible to focus on sad feelings with her hips bouncing up and down her minotaur's shaft. As she stares at the two of them, watching their hips rise and fall at nearly the same pace as they're bounced between the two bull men, the thief feels another fire surge through her insides, though the two bull men are clearly not close, the massive shaft pumping inside her starts to force another orgasm to the surface. Drooling and moaning on the beast in her mouth, Asurie starts to pant and suckle desperately, her one eye fixed on the sight of Sasha whipping her head backwards and moaning in desperate lust, gripped by a climax as the bull men bury their cocks inside of her, spurts of hot cum gushing from the ax wielder’s holes as she's filled. Similarly, the strawberry blonde moans helplessly and loud, her body uselessly quivering, remaining tightly pinned between the two bull men as an orgasm grips the three of them as well, the girl's juices soaking her thighs before a mess of white cum starts flowing out of her and pooling on the floor. As she watches the cum ooze from the two of the, Asurie sputters and gurgles a moan, suckling messily on her minotaur's shaft with a lost and grateful look on her face, a white hot orgasm spreading from her ravaged slit throughout her body.

"Yes... very good." The mage says just within earshot of Asurie. Though she doesn't pay him a lick of attention until her orgasm is good and ridden out, eventually her eye traces back to the robed man and his ritual. She trembles a bit another pang of fear managing to work its way into her mind between the strong surges of pleasure each thrust into her hips causes. The black puddle on the floor has grown to the size of a well and bubbles are starting to form and pop on the surface. The thief manages to focus her single eye enough to see a set of thin fingers rising out of the black puddle, covered in the dark substance and grip the "edge" of the puddle. Slowly, a hand forms in the shadowy substance, the surface stretching like a rubber seal as it tries to reach through. "Keep going!" The mage barks at the minotaurs with the laughable notion that any of them need encouragement. Nevertheless, Asurie quickly finds her own minotaur thrusting with even more vigor then before and any desire to look at the shadows is quickly replaced by the need bounce her hips with the creature. As her body begins to form another orgasm, the thief's gaze drifts finally to the blue haired girl, the only one of them completely free of restraints... though it's easy to see why. Though her frame is no where near as muscled as Sasha, the blue haired girl shows no less vigor with three of the bull men, willfully bouncing her hips between two of them while her other hand busily strokes the one she's suckling, her face and breasts already covered in a splattering of seed. The thief manages to keep her eyes on the girl in a strange combination of envy and pity, watching her as she bounces with a lusty eagerness, her left hand on the ground as she leans forward, taking as much of the bull man into her mouth as she can. As she watches though, Asurie's mind manages an instant of clarity, noticing the girl's free hand stretched out from the creatures and just barely reaching the edge of the ritual circle. The thief's eyes widen in realization as she watches the girl smear the semi-fresh dyes of the runes over the floor, trying to create a break in the circle, her lusty eyes locked on the mage even while she eagerly suckles her minotaur. Though unable to think of an explanation of how she's managing this, the thief is quick to follow suit. With her legs free she shifts herself on the minotaur's lap and starts willingly riding the beast, moaning lustfully on the shaft in her mouth and pressing her foot to the edge of the circle. Though it's a truly impressive feat, her focus only lasts a single minute before pleasure wipes away any thoughts again. It's not long before she finds herself pumped furiously onto her minotaur's lap with another giant load of cum gushing into and spilling out of her slit. The thrusting and the flow of cum quickly push her pleasure over the edge and she rocks backwards, the shaft she was sucking on popping out of her lips, letting her scream in pleasure, a white hot orgasm rushing through her body. As she twitches and climaxes, her scream is suddenly muffled, a thick spurt of cum splashing into her open mouth and down her chin, the other minotaur grunting and stroking itself, giving her face a fresh, full coating of seed, this time blinding her totally as she gulps down whatever lands in her mouth. But with that final chorus of screams and moans, the surface of the black puddle finally breaks. The mage watches in awe and pride as a red skinned, female demon claws her way slowly out of the shadowy well.

"Finally..." The mage says, watching the inky darkness fall from the form of the freshly summoned demon, revealing her short, black hair, long, curved horns, piercing fangs and leathery wings sticking out of her back. As more of her naked, red flesh is revealed though, the appearance of a whip clutched firmly in her right hand and the presence of both sets of genitalia makes the mage's expression turn slightly concerned. As the last of the blackness falls from her form though, the mage puffs his chest and speaks. "Succubus. You are here in this circle of binding to serve ME. You will teach me to use your powers and submit to whatever order I give you. Thus the price of your summoning." He states with a firm tone as he looks the demon over shamelessly. The red-skinned demon gives the man a quick glare before letting her eyes trace casually over the room, not even flinching at the sight of five women being taken by almost a dozen minotaur. So long does it take the demon to survey the room that the mage finds himself glaring impatiently, not even receiving a nod for his orders. "Do you understand?"

"That's a lovely summon and binding circle you've made there, human." The demon suddenly hisses out, her fangs showing in the dim candlelight as sinister smile crosses her face. "In fact, I'm sensing quite a bit of magic flowing around this room. Tsk tsk... A human thinking they can control people through lust even half as well as a succubus can. Your pride will never cease to amaze me no matter how long I live." She coos out with a threatening tone of voice.

"Don't talk that way to your master, demon." The mage growls out. "Now that you're here you are going to come with me to my lab and follow my or... ders..." His voice trails off as he watches the succubus raise her left hand and snap her fingers, red lightning briefly sparking from her hand and disappearing into the room. All at once, the minotaurs grunt in shock, halting their rutting of the girls and looking to the mage with violent growls. Most of them pick themselves off the floor, releasing the girls and letting them lie on the ground and pant, though Asurie isn't quite as lucky, sat in her minotaur's lap like a prized treasure, its hands stroking her waist gently as she's left impaled on its shaft. The mage stumbles backwards in shock, watching the minotaurs snarl and glare, like bulls about to charge. "W-what did you do?!" The mage gasps out, his face turning pale.

"I dispelled that weak little mind control you had on these poor little creatures." The succubus says with a condescending pout. "How terribly cruel of you, increasing their libidos to weaken their wills to serve yours. That's MY job, human."

"You stop this right now! You're under MY command!" The mage gasps out, stumbling backwards as one of the minotaurs stomps forward towards him, its fist clenching. Before it gets within ten feet though, the succubus holds out her arm in a single smooth motion, her soft fingers pressing to the chest of the beast and sliding downwards towards its shaft. The bull man stops it its tracks and lets out a passive grunt, its body relaxing immediately from the demon's touch as it's brought up to full stiffness again with a single, slow brush of her fingertips.

"Not with a broken binding circle I'm not." The demon coos out, her index finger tracing a slow circle around the beast's engorged tip, looking at the beasts girth with mild respect, the minotaur itself looking like putty in her grasp. "Really... there's very little stopping me or these lovely monsters from leaving you a mangled corpse." She muses. The mage's knees giving out from fear, collapsing onto the floor, shaking his head.

"No... no please. Don't... Spare my life. I have gems! Magic items! I'll give you anything!" The mage gasps out, a few of the minotaurs advancing towards him slowly, though it's abundantly clear they're going to wait until he's done grovelling to do anything. The succubus herself erupts into a dark cackle, flicking the minotaur's shaft with her fingertip, making the beast collapse to its knees in a quivering haze of lust. With an ever-seductive walk, she steps towards the mage slowly, her long, thin tail swishing back and forth like a cat who's ready to pounce on a meal.

"Oh I already know what I'm going to take from you, human." She coos out darkly, stopping in her tracks and letting her whip uncurl. With a single flick of her wrist, the whip smacks into the side of the mage's neck and coils around it tightly. His hands lift immediately to the leather whip, trying to tug it off as he gags and gasps for breath. Not having that, the demon laughs and gives the whip a firm tug, making the man collapse onto his belly on the floor in front of her as her foot plants firmly onto his back. "And it's going to be you, my prideful little sorcerer. You'll be coming back into the dark with ME... and while you're not busy having your magic drained from you into me, you'll be on your knees sucking my lady cock while thanking me for the honor." She hisses out, her hand flicking towards the minotaur she was fingering. With no hesitation, the bull man gets to its feet and rushes to the wall of the room, gathering up a mess of restraints and rushing back to the demon's side.

"N-Never!" The mage gasps out from the floor, his hand glowing for a moment before the demon's foot lifts from his back and slams down onto his wrist, the spell fizzling and what sounds like a bone cracking.

"Oh I'm afraid you don't even have the choice of dying now, human." The succubus says with a sinister laugh, the minotaur immediately setting to work on binding the mage's body, giving him a full array of restraints with the same gag and blind fold Asurie had worn. When the beast finishes it stands at full attention, looking to the demon with a purely obedient stare and an achingly erect cock. The demon coos, watching the mage struggle futilely in the binds before walking towards the minotaur with a seductive coo. "Thank you, my lovely little creature. Here's a little gift before I go." She coos out seductively, sinking to her knees and nestling the creature's shaft between her generous breasts, rubbing them against its prick slowly as her lips gently sink over its engorged tip. The minotaur doesn't even last five seconds before bellowing in lust and throbbing, the succubus able to swallow down the giant load with ease with only a small trickle of cum escaping the side of her mouth and flowing down her chin and neck. When the bull man finishes it collapses onto its back on the floor, groaning like a beast that's exhausted itself. The succubus grins at the sight and licks her lips before gripping the mage by the hair and dragging his bound body towards the portal. "By the way, girls. I did enjoy your show with the lovely beasts here. You needn't worry about being in this state forever though, I know these drugs he used and as long as your not fed any more it will wear off in a few days. I'm sure you lovely creatures won't mind sating them, hm?" The demon winks to the minotaurs and blows a kiss as she steps back into the portal with the mage in tow, the inky black shadows quickly enveloping the two of them before melting back into the dark puddle, its surface immobile once again.

Asurie squints at the scene, panting slowly and warmly as she watches the two of them disappear. From behind her back, the minotaur calmly releases her arm bindings and tosses them to the side, its giant hands easing along her thighs slowly and comfortingly. The thief lightly grips the beast's knees and hunches forward, finally catching her breath and managing to think again, despite the fires burning in her nethers. Within seconds, a plan to lift the gems from the mage's now unguarded vault forms in her mind accompanied by a path out of the woods. A perfect plan to execute... just as soon as she feels normal again. For now, with the creatures available by request, she turns her head back towards the bull man and bites on her lip. "Again please." She meekly requests, the creature's shaft still making her insides tingle. With a lusty stare, the beast nods a single time and snorts affectionately on her back, its massive hands gently taking hold of her waist again as it guides her up and down its shaft. The thief coos out in pure pleasure, wiping her eyes enough to watch the other girls start to request their own personal preferences for the creatures who are all too happy to oblige, the girl next to Asurie going so far as to simply ask for more of the same. A lusty smile passes over the thief's face and she moans pleasantly, resting back against her minotaur's chest as she's guided up and down. With the prospect of freedom making everything that much better, Asurie is finally able to fully enjoy her situation, cooing and moaning for every steady thrust. "It's only for a few days..." She thinks, caressing the creature's legs. "It's not too long... Maybe not even long enough..."