Thread: No Escape from Reality (Me and Moon)

oo Fat tears rolled down Yvette's face, leaking from the corners of her eyes as they rolled back to the whites, eyelids fluttering spasmodically. The bitch couldn't see, couldn't breath - the whole of her being was consumed with wracking trembles as his throat brutally violated. Ugly retching noises burst from her throat as the Minotaur cruelly rocked it's hips forward, coughing and drooling and sucking for what little gasps of air she could reach every time the beast withdrew a little. Her tongue was smeared with the salty, filthy taste of the monster's engorged bullmeat, every breath filling him with the overwhelmingly male stench of it's groin, head swimming drunkenly as his starved lungs drank in the sweaty musk. To her shame, Yvette felt her little girlycock swell and harden - ashamed and senselessly aroused by the rape of her throat, warm dribbles of pre coating the insides of her mouth with that masculine taste, the strong fingers that squeezed her painted lips open so mercilessly. She hated and craved the abuse all at once, her face left painted in tears and spit as it finally tugged it's cock free, long strands of saliva hanging between her lips and the flared cock hanging before her face. She'd left little rings of red lipstick all up the massive, meaty length, and for some reason, Yvette couldn't help but giggle weakly at the ridiculous sight. oo Then the pathetic little 'warrior' collapsed, her legs turned to jelly by the brutal throat-fucking. She lay in the mud gasping, flat chest heaving as she gulped in the air, barely aware of the Minotaur grabbing her by the hips to move her into another position - at least until it hooked a beastly finger through the elastic of her lacy little panties and tore them away, baring all of her sensitive, boyish flesh to it's hungry gaze. Yvette whimpered Helpless, her tiny little cock and puckered entrance exposed and defenseless. The beast's slimy tongue slid over her cock, between the dimpled cheeks of her ass, rubbing up against that tight little hole and making her shudder, disgusted and aroused all at once. But all the disgust in the world couldn't hold back the whorish moan on her lips as the minotaur shoved it's muzzle into her ass and stuffed it's long, pink tongue inside. The feeling was incredible, nearly tearing her apart with it's bulk, but soft and rough in all the best ways, grinding deep against every sensitive spot of her anal passage. The giant fingers that reached down to clumsily grip and stroke her little cock were too much, and Yvette came hard at the next wriggle of it's tongue inside her, letting out a husky whimper and shoving her rear greedily into the probing mouth as hot white cum spilled out over the maze guardian's palm - all dignity gone, she panted and gasped in unrestrained pleasure, even whimpering needingly at the withdrawal of his probing touch. oo Yvette's tight hole was lubricated and ready as the minotaur's fingers replaced it's tongue, the first one alone as thick as any cock. The insistent press of the second against her pucker made Yvette's eyes to wide with fear, but it was too late to escape as the other hand grabbed her by the hips, shoving her face down into the slimy mud, and with a rough shove she felt herself stretch as the second digit thrust in. Stars of pain burst before her eyes, and her breath came in rough, bestial pants as the creature's fingers wiggled and teased, the game's safeguards quickly nullifying the pain and leaving only pleasure. Every crook of a finger was nearly enough to make her cum all over again, the pressure of her overstuffed little boypussy against her prostrate making the little sissy cock swell up again in no time at all. Face-down in the mud, gasping and moaning, thighs and ass slick with the minotaur's kisses, cum dripping down her taut, tight belly, Yvette could only barely think through the lust well enough to feel a pang of fear as the fingers were tugged out of her - dimly registering that the foreplay was over, and now she was, in every sense, fucked . oo N-no.. The cute little trap managed to whimper, as the flat cockhead was lined up to her recently deflowered entrance. Please..