The Horny Minotaur (The Horny Tales 3)

by Nikita King

  “Why are you taking my female? You gave her to me. Where are you taking her?” Warrick asked in a calm voice.

  “Bull, we gave you a whole week and you have not bred the girl. Rules dictate that if she is not successfully bred within a week she will be given to another for breeding. The Centaur has an interest in her so we will give her to him.”

  “The hell you will! That bastard gets her over my dead body!” Warrick yelled as the guards were pulling Sara out of the cage and into the center stage where the Centaur was waiting for her. That fucker had a big smile on his face. I will kill that motherfucker if he touches her! Rage coated his vision as he noticed that asshole’s dick was already hard waiting for his beautiful Sara.

  “Bull, you haven’t bred anyone since you been here,” the leader stated. “We are just going to cut our losses and give her to the Centaur since you won’t breed.

  “I will!” he bellowed. “I will breed her today. Just bring her back to my cage,” Warrick pleaded.

  “Are you nuts, Bull? What’s to stop you from killing her once you get her back? We know you think death is better than to be paired with the Centaur. Let’s face it; you don’t have what it takes. Yeah, you might let her blow you but you aren’t going to fuck her,” one of the guards said.

  “You watched us last night?” Sara gasped.

  “Of course we watched you. How do you think we know that you two haven’t bred yet? Which reminds me, watching you last night kind of got me hot; after this, why don’t we go back into the office and you can suck me off just like you did the big bull, last night? What do you say, darling?” Pete cooed.

  Warrick was fixing to punch the shit out of him but Sara beat him to it. That’s my girl! “You bitch, you will pay for that. Take her and strap her up for the Centaur.” He looked right at Sara, “I will teach you a lesson about respect after he successfully breeds you. Don’t worry; I won’t hit you in the stomach. If you’re lucky, I’ll just fuck you up the ass!” he sneered.

  Warrick charged him. The remaining guard took the cattle prod to Warrick’s back and left it there. Warrick fell to his knees with the voltage that ran through his body. The guard let up and both guards were leaving his cage.

  “STOP!” Warrick yelled. Warrick had everyone’s attention. “Stop, I will breed her. I swear it. I will even do it on the stage if I have to. Just don’t let the Centaur touch her!” Warrick spit out.

  “Okay bull, but the only reason you get a second chance is that the boss is disappointed that you have not produced offspring yet. She seems to be the only one you have been interested in. But, you will breed her on the stage, you understand?” the leader demanded.

  “Fine, but tell him,” Warrick nodded at the guard holding Sara, “to get his fucking hands off my female. It is not necessary to tie her down. She will not fight. She has already accepted me as her mate.”

  “Is that true? Are you going to give yourself freely to him?” the leader asked.

  “Of course I am,” she stated. The guard let her go, and she ran to Warrick and jumped into his arms. Warrick held her so tight he thought he might squeeze her to death. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he held her up with the support of his hands. Oh, God, that was close.

  “Centaur, go back to your cage, you fucking horny bastard. You will never touch her. She is mine. Do you understand, or is it true that a horse’s brain is the size of a walnut?” Warrick said with deadly calm. The Centaur eyed the Minotaur with hatred. Like Warrick cared. Stupid. Fucking. Horse.

  Warrick walked over to the breeding stage. He looked down at the table on the stage. He was really going to do this. Oh God, how would he get them out of this? How was he going to escape with her? Still holding her in his arms, he felt her trembling.

  “Sara, baby, are you okay?” Warrick whispered to her.

  “No, I don’t want everyone watching us. Making love is supposed to be about us. Not a sports show.”

  “Sara, it is about us. It will be about us. You and me mating, bringing our calf into this world. I promise you it will be okay,” Warrick said quietly to her.

  Warrick turned to the leader, “Can I please just take her back to the stall to breed her? You obviously can see I would never harm her. I, I love her. If you really want my calf you will let me do this. She is terrified. Please. I have never asked anything from you. For her?”

  “Okay, bull……… but one of us has to watch to make sure you really do breed her. If you change your mind, I will give her to the Centaur. Do you understand?”

  “I do, and you can watch, through the bars from the outside.” Warrick looked at the guard that Sara had punched. “You keep that bastard away. You understand?”

  “Fine, go back to your cage. I will watch from the outside. Remember I will have a gun. If you do anything suspicious I will shoot you in the head. Do you understand? If you don’t breed, you are no good to us anyway.”

  Sara, Warrick, and the leader walked back to the cage. Warrick was still carrying Sara. She had her head burrowed into his neck. This had been hard on her. Warrick walked back into his stall. The leader stood outside just like he said he would, and the others went to put the Centaur back into his stall.

  Warrick bent down to lay Sara down on his bedding. Warrick whispered to Sara. “Look at me.” She did. “It is just you and me, baby. No one else is in here.” She had tears slipping down her face.

  “What if I get pregnant? They will take our baby away.”

  “We will have twelve months to worry about that.”

  “Twelve months…….. why twelve months?” she asked.

  “That is how long you will be pregnant. That is the gestation period for a human to carry a Minotaur calf.”

  “Okay…….. Wow, that is a long time,” Sara mumbled.

  “Do you know how much that turns me on?”

  Sara shook her head with tears still running down her cheeks.

  “I get hard just thinking of you being pregnant with my child. Minotaurs get very turned on seeing their mate pregnant with their offspring. Did you know that? I will probably want to take you every day. Watching your belly ripen with my calf……….. That gets my dick hard just thinking about it.” Sure enough, Sara felt Warrick’s cock get hard and she felt it lay heavy on her belly.

  “Sara, do you feel how hard my cock is?”

  Warrick had never wanted to breed a woman in here, but he had to be honest. He had no choice in the matter. Both of their lives were at stake, so there was no reason for him to hold back anymore. He wanted Sara more than he had ever wanted anyone. He wanted to burrow deep into her cunt with his cock and never see the light of day.

  Oh……. just to be able to cum inside her pussy; to be able to spurt his seed deep against her womb. His dick had been waiting for this his whole life. To fuck his mate. To fuck his mate in her pussy. A pussy that was so hot and wet, especially compared to anal sex. Really there was no comparison. Sara’s pussy was a furnace that was ready to be taken by him. Her mate. The need was overwhelming.

  “Tell me I’m your mate,” Warrick pleaded with his eyes.

  “You are my mate, Warrick. My only mate. The only man I want and the only man I will ever need,” she told him in a deep voice.

  Warrick lined his penis up to her vagina, ready to take full possession. He slowly started to push into her but she was dry. Of course she was dry. They were fixing to make love under the stare of a gun. Warrick scooted down her body and started to suck on her nipple. He was sucking and pulling on one nipple. He lifted up to whisper into her ear.

  “Close your eyes, baby. It is just you and me. Nobody else is here,” he whispered to her. So she closed her eyes and he went down to the other nipple and started to suck on it like only a bull could do. He must have been doing something right because her body was arching from the pleasure. He nibbled on her nipple, worrying it between his teeth. She placed her hands on his horns.

  Oh Holy Hell! Nothing was more of a turn-on than a mate grabbing yo
ur horns. It was a possession thing. It was a fucking hot thing. Warrick took his big cow tongue and licked up and down her breast. As thick as a cow tongue was, there was no better feeling than to have your entire breast licked from top to bottom.

  “Hold on to my horns, baby.” Warrick moved down lower to her pussy. He took his tongue and licked from taint to her clit. Sara screamed out from the sensation. She was panting. Panting hard. He did it again.

  “Oh…….. Warrick, I want you inside of me.”

  Warrick’s dick was iron hard. He took one last lick and Sara grabbed his horns like she was holding on for dear life. Warrick lifted up to her.

  “Sara, I am feeling the need to procreate. I am worried I won’t be gentle. If I hurt you, please tell me. Understand?”

  Sara was panting. She understood that if he didn’t get that big-ass dick into her pussy soon she was going to scream. Warrick lined up his cock again and nudged the head into her opening. Ah……….. there is the wetness and the heat. He slowly but surely started to push his cock into her pussy. He kept going. Sara was a bit taller than the average woman, but still small to him. Warrick believed that was why so much of his cock fit into her so well. She was taller, so she could take it and take it she did. Fuck!

  “Sara, I have never felt anything as wonderful as your cunt. Baby, hold on cause I have to go fast now! If I start to hurt you, let me know.” Warrick started to pump in so fast, and he knew the guard was watching carefully to make sure he was in. Sara’s body started to move off the bedding with every pump Warrick was giving her. Warrick curled his arms up under her arms and hooked his hands over her shoulders, to keep her in place. Warrick started jackhammering into her. Her pussy felt so amazing and the thought of impregnating her just made him harder.

  Sara was making little grunting sounds that were music to his ears. He loved to hear her grunt and moan.

  “Oh, Warrick……… your dick feels so amazing inside me. Never have I ever been so full.”

  “You want more?” Warrick started to pump deeper into her. He felt like he had almost got all of his cock into her heat. He was afraid she couldn’t take all of it, but she came close.

  “Baby, you make me so wet. I never want anyone else inside me. Only you……………..,” Sara was panting hard now.

  “Damn right, only me!”

  Sara grabbed onto his horns harder, almost copying the motion of a biker on a motorcycle. This made Warrick even harder, if that was possible, pumping into her cunt with the speed of Hades on his heels. Oh, God………….. He never thought the difference between anal sex and vaginal sex could be so incredible. Shit, the wetness, that was the big difference. Sara being wet. Wet for him. Wet and hot cream to slide his cock in………. the ease of the pumping.

  Warrick made himself slow down the pace. If he didn’t slow down, he would blow and he wasn’t ready. Not yet. Go. Slow. Feel the walls of her pussy, the texture, and ripples on the inside. Never had he had this. Only Sara, his Sara, could give this to him. This pleasure that he had never had.

  Slowing….. stroking……. in…… out….. sliding on the cream…….in……… out……. Shit, his balls were going to explode. It was too late. Just a couple more strokes. Powerful ones. He thrusted in with a power that made Sara grunt. He slowly pulled out and then punched in again. He had seconds left……..

  “Are you ready to take my seed, Sara? Are you ready to be truly mine? Because you know there is no going back. You are mine now! Oh, God……. the heat of your pussy will burn me alive. I am going to fuck you every single day.”

  Then he enunciated each word with a thrust. “For. The. Rest. Of. Our. Lives!” Sara was gasping to breathe. Her hands were still on his horns just trying to hold on. His words were bringing her to the pinnacle. Sara was getting turned on by the words. He wanted to get her pregnant. He told her that Minotaurs live to make their mates pregnant. Well, she could talk dirty too.

  “You want to get me pregnant, baby? You want to fill me full of your cum?”

  “Yes!”

  “Do you want to cum into my pussy? The first pussy you have ever cum in.”

  “Oh, Yes!”

  “Minotaur. You. Are. Mine!” Sara grunted out.

  With the last of Sara’s words, Warrick lost it and shot off his seed so strong in her pussy, he was sure she could taste it in the back of her throat.

  “That’s right, you take my cum!” he demanded as he pushed his penis deeper into her womb.

  Sara exploded with almost a seizure-like reaction. Her pussy was throbbing. Milking his cock. As it should be.

  Warrick leaned down and gave Sara a huge, deep kiss to cement their lovemaking. Never in his life has he come so hard. So this was what it was like to be mated. He could handle that…………….. for about the rest of his life.

  ***

  After the excitement was over and the guards had walked away to leave Sara and Warrick alone, they laid in Warrick’s bedding just holding each other.

  “So………… did I make you happy?” Sara whispered.

  “Are you seriously asking me if I enjoyed making love to you?”

  “Oh…….. yeah, I guess I am,” she stated.

  “Sara, are you deaf? Did you not hear me bellow for like a minute straight? That wasn’t from pain, baby,” Warrick kissed her on the head. “But to answer what I think you are really asking, yes, it was everything I dreamed of and more. You are so wonderful and so giving, Sara. I couldn’t have found a better mate.”

  “Warrick? Did you mean what you said when you told the guards that you loved me?”

  Warrick looked at her curled in his arms. “Without a doubt. The only thing is I wish I told you, before I told them. I am sorry for that.”

  “You know I feel the same, about you, Warrick. I love you, too,” Sara kissed him on the chest. “I never thought I would be in another dimension, in love with a Minotaur, but I am. What happens after this?”

  “We will escape. We will make a home for ourselves in this dimension since Minotaurs don’t even exist in yours. I will take you to meet my family, they will love you. We will find a home for the three of us. We will be happy with our calf and we will have many more. I will treat you like a queen and make love to you every single night. We can even sneak back into your dimension to get some things that you will miss. Like your books and that little music box that you were talking about,” Warrick said while stroking her hair.

  “My iPod,” Sara smiled.

  “I want to see you dance and sing around our kitchen when you make dinner for our family. And I promise to always help you clean up the mess from cooking,” Warrick said it with so much love in his eyes.

  “Can we get a cat? I always wanted a cat. Do you guys have kitty cats here?” Sara questioned.

  Warrick just started laughing. “I don’t think we have the ones that you described but we can get you one from your dimension. All we have to do is go through the wall of energy, but we will have to go at night. I will have to wear a robe or something,” Warrick smiled.

  “We could go back at Halloween,” Sara perked up.

  “What’s Halloween?”

  “It’s my favorite holiday that comes once a year in my dimension. People dress up and go door to door to get candy. You could go as yourself. You would probably have the best costume,” Sara said with a gleam in her eyes.

  Warrick smiled. “Good, that way once a year we can go back to get stuff that you would like. New books, new cats, new red teddies,” Warrick smiled wickedly.

  “Bad little Minotaur. I am just glad you have electricity here. If you didn’t have it, you would have to come home to my dimension,” Sara said in a teasing tone.

  “We are not total Neanderthals,” Warrick said as he hugged her close. “We just need to escape from here before the twelve months are up.”

  “No, we have to escape before. Dan told me they take the females to a nicer place after their second trimester,” Sara stated in a low voice.

  “W
hat! Since when? Shit!”

  “That’s what he told me when I first got here. Why are you mad?”

  “They will not take you from me, period. I will be with you when you have our calf.” Warrick looked at the ceiling. “I have to get us out of this fucking place.”

  “We will, we just have to think of something.”

  They both lay in silence for a while.

  “Warrick, stop worrying so much, please. We have at least eight months before we need to get out. We will get out. For our baby.”

  Sara rolled on top of Warrick and sat up straight. She slid down the straps of her red nightie and pulled the material to her waist to show her breasts to him. His hands went up, like a moth to a flame, to hold them in his big hands. He kneaded them, and then he pulled her toward him to suck on a nipple. Boy, could he suck!

  She put her hands on his broad shoulders. Then something came to her, she moved her hands to his horns. Warrick’s eyes opened wide like something shocked him. He started sucking like he was starving. Sara’s eyes rolled back and then closed. Then she was flipped over with dizzying effects. Her hands fell from the horns because she was surprised. Warrick looked at her with lust in his eyes. Strong lust.

  “I have to take you, Sara. I hope you aren’t too sore from earlier. He nudged his cock head to her pussy. Just a bit of information, don’t ever grab my horns unless you want me inside of you. It is a huge aphrodisiac,” then Warrick impaled her with his cock.

  ***

  Sara and Warrick were sleeping in his bedding. Pete looked in on the cage. Good, the damn Minotaur was asleep. This was his chance to take some of his aggression out on Miss Little Red! Pete unlocked the door and softly walked into the cage. He left the cage door open. He needed to grab her and pull her into the hall and shut the cage all before the bull woke up. Then that bastard could just watch him bend Sara over and take her up the ass. No, he wouldn’t screw her in her cunt. The last thing he needed was the boss expecting a little Minotaur calf and then a baby pop out looking like old Petie. Hell No. The ass would do just fine. Pete bent over and grabbed Sara’s arm. Sara woke up and gasped, too shocked to really let out more noise. Pete backhanded her but it was too late. The Minotaur was up and a large hand shot out around Pete’s throat. Warrick simply snapped his neck. Sara looked up at Warrick. He didn’t look apologetic at all.