All Sera ever wanted was to be was a fire sorceress, but when she's expelled from the Pyromancer's Academy, it seems her dreams are over. Then tragedy strikes, the bloodthirsty Minotaur army, led by the black bull Bjorn slaughters the academy and all that Sera once held dear.
Now, Bjorn, the Minotaurs' black hearted general, wants to breed the nubile young sorceress, giving her body to his men as the ultimate reward... and the ultimate violation. Can Sera pull victory from the jaws of defeat and find a way to destroy the Minotaur army before she loses control of her body, mind and soul and becomes a mother to monsters?
Warning! This story contains 6,308 words including m/f monster sex, forced sex, masturbation, domination, and a slave girl taken by a minotaur gangbang, and is for adults only!
Excerpt:
Sera rose to meet him. In person he was even bigger and more intimidating than he had been in the divining fire. The minotaur towered above her, his scarred and muscled chest a monument to the battles he had fought. The red eyes on his black bull head seemed to pierce into Sera's very soul.
Bjorn grabbed her leash and yanked her closer. "Ah!" Sera cried out as his cock slapped against her thigh. It was still ringed in iron and gold, and the studs left marks on her soft skin.
The general ignored her, taking a deep sniff with his bull nose. "The virgin is already in heat. Tor has done well."
Sera felt herself blush. "No-it it's not like that!" she tried to protest, but her protests fell on deaf ears.
"Come, cow," Bjorn ordered, pulling on her leash. "It is time for you to be mounted."
"No!" Sera heard herself cry.
But a small part of her burned in anticipation. Bjorn had been right, despite everything that had happened to her, Tor had been teasing her constantly, forcing her body into a constant state of desire. And now she would finally find something to satisfy the ache between her legs.
Bjorn dragged her out of the tent.
Sera gasped in horror. They were surrounded now, a crowd of roaring minotaurs pressing in on them from every direction. Only Bjorn's two guards kept them from rushing her.
She could smell them, see the sweat glistening on their bodies, and most of all, she could make out a thousand erect cocks, all thirsting for her.
"What is this?" Sera's voice trembled so much that she wasn't sure Bjorn could hear her.
"Mating time," Bjorn said with glee.
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