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Day 8. Monster-kinktober: Medieval Menace + Aftercare/Role play
🕑 Added 2024-10-07 14:30:03 +0000 UTCA/N: This is medieval role-play and the idea is thanks to @hyperionferrison who suggested: “county/country fair where they have harness pulls and the like-fem reader teases a minotaur and a centaur competing in a contest against each other that the winner can have her. They decide to pull to a draw and double team the cock-tease”. This is completely and utterly historically inaccurate, and you have to be very imaginative with the poses, but I think it’s quite good, so have fun!
Minotaur x centaur x fem!reader || sharing is caring, role-play, teasing, oral sex, spit-roast, size difference
“And the price… for today’s harness pull is… this pretty lady,” the announcer said as you shivered in anticipation.
You looked over all the monsters waiting in line and measured them mentally, deciding where your hope laid. There was a couple of them that you could see yourself going back with, and there you saw them. There was a minotaur and a centaur who looked so big and strong that they looked like mountains between all the others.
You slowly sashayed your way towards them, pushing your chest up so your boobs looked indecent in your corset, almost spilling out. You heard some of the monsters gasping when you passed, but you didn’t mind them any attention, your body already choose, and you knew they will win, either of them was fine… both of them would be golden.
“You, and you,” you said pointing at them, your neck pulled back to be able to see their faces, so far over you. The size difference was so noticeable that your pussy was already tingling about it. Your inner size queen self was more than ready to be stretched. “Whoever wins can have me,” you announced, talking loud enough so everyone could hear, but directing your words just at you.
“I’ll win and we’ll have the best night of your life, my lady,” the minotaur said, his voice deep and rough, sending sparks down your spine.
“You won’t win anything, bull,” the centaur said, sounding like an insult, “I will make sure you end the night satisfied, my lady,” he added. They looked at each other and growled, making you whimper softly, your pussy getting soaked under the many layers of your skirt.
“Let the contest begin,” the organizer behind you repeated, alerting more participants around you.
You weren’t worried, you knew the rest had no choice in front of the big minotaur and strong centaur, their strength was unmatched. And when the contest began, they rapidly started outshining every other contestant, to everyone’s amazement. The crowd was cheering like crazy, frenzy rising among the people around you as they pulled. It was a spectacle to behold, their muscles bulging and their bodies pushing forward… Your body reacted immediately, getting wetter and more aroused every time they moved.
By the time there were only two left, you felt like you were melting, your underwear soaked and your clit tingly as they were only two left. As expected, the minotaur and the centaur stood one in front of the other, growling at each other faces. But when a smile broke on their faces, you felt like lightning hit your body. Something big happened right there, too far away from you to hear.
“We aren’t going to pull anymore,” the centaur announced loud enough for everyone to hear. Someone gasped beside you, and you stood there, mouth open and confused.
“What then?” The announcer asked, as confused as everyone else.
“We share the price,” the minotaur explained, looking directly at you. You had to fan yourself, suddenly you felt too hot under your clothes.
Some random person asked: “Is that allowed?” And to everyone’s surprise, the announcer nodded.
“Very well, gentlemen, the price is yours to do whatever you want with her.” You shivered again, your body too pent up with desire to even comprehend the whole implications of the two monsters sharing you. But when they approached you, everyone around them stepped back.
The minotaur arrived to you first, his hand coming around your waist, cupping a feel of your ass as he did so. “Let’s go to the inn to find a place to retrieve our price, my lady…” He teased as he grabbed you by the waist and hoisted you over the centaur’s back. You laughed cheerfully as they moved through the crowd towards the inn, your pussy getting wetter and wetter by the minute.
You were in a daze as they drove you into a room, everything looked tidy and neat, but you didn’t care at all. They slowly let you down to your feet and stared at you, expectantly. You only wanted to be ravished by those two monsters that won you in the contest. And you verbalized that, much to their surprise: “Who is going to have his way with me first?” You asked, cheekily. They looked at you with utter surprise as the minotaur broke down into a big laugh.
“You are a true gem, my lady,” he let out between laughs. You were about to answer when the centaur grabbed your head roughly and claimed your mouth in the most passionate kiss you’ve ever received. You whimpered against his lips as he devoured you. “Good Goddess you two look amazing together,” the minotaur added, the laugh long gone and a spark of need in his tone. “My turn,” he said as he pulled you away from the centaur’s mouth and claimed your mouth until you were breathless and your legs gave out under you. But they got you.
Two seconds later you were laying flat on the bed, and your clothes were slowly being peeled off your body by four grabby hands that teased and groped every inch of uncovered flesh. By the time you were naked, you were a panting mess of need, and they were two hungry beasts trying to devour you. You squirmed as they stared at your naked glory, and when they launched at you at the same time you screamed in joy.
The centaur took off his loincloth and approached you, his dick moving side to side in the most mesmerizing rhythm. It looked magnificent, giant and leaking, all red and needy for you. You wanted to be a witch in that moment, just so you could do some kind of magic to swallow him down completely. But there was no way you could take more than his tip in your mouth, probably not even that because of his girth.
“I can’t- I can’t take it all,” you lamented when the centaur cock was in front of your face, pouting as you looked at it.
“Don’t worry about it, my lady, I would take whatever you want to give me,” his tone was reverent as he positioned himself over you, his hooves close to your head. He looked like a giant looking down at you like that, and that made it even hotter for some weird reason.
“You are being too nice to her, she’s our price after all,” the minotaur said somewhere between your legs.
The centaur position over your body made it impossible for you to see anything but his dick and balls. It was a great sight. You were about to answer him when his mouth made contact with your dripping cunt. You cried out, and the centaur took advantage of your open mouth to press the tip against your mouth. You licked over it without even thinking, your body reacting before your brain could process it.
Your brain was trying to make sense of all the sensations at once, the huge tongue of the minotaur licking over your sensitive flesh as he growled low every time you clenched over nothing, so needy to be filled. And in the other end, the tasteful flavor of the centaur against your taste-buds, your tongue going over and over the tip and collecting all the precum pooling there. He kept making those tiny whimpers that were driving you insane.
When the minotaur pushed a big finger inside your pussy, you opened your mouth in a gasp, accidentally swallowing more of the centaur’s cock and choking on it a tiny bit. He instantly pulled back, apologizing, but you didn’t want any of that, you could feel your pleasure building as you grabbed his cock with both hands and started stroking it in earnest, your mouth finding the tip again, sucking around it and making him scream your name.
The first orgasm took you by surprise, you screamed around the dick in your mouth as the minotaur roared against your pussy, his big tongue collecting all your juices as his fingers pressed against your G-spot. It was marvelous, better than ever. You laid there quiet and content for a total of five seconds before you felt the tip of an enormous dick against your still twitching pussy and the centaur whined over you, reminding you he existed.
You groaned loud and deep, launching for his cock again, alternating between sucks and jerking him off with both hands. The second the minotaur pushed his dick inside of you, you were seeing stars, he was so big he filled you completely, all your nerves coming to attention at the same time. He couldn’t fit inside of you, not completely, but he pushed until you could feel him tickling your cervix. It was the most amazing feeling ever, and your eyes rolled back into your head.
Nobody spoke, there was only a symphony of groans, moans and whimpers as the minotaur fed your pussy and you fed on the centaur’s cock. The combination of dicks was soon too much for your poor body and brain, and you exploded into a thousand pieces of high pleasure as the minotaur filled you with his seed and you swallowed the first shoot of the centaur’s come. He pulled back to avoid choking you, painting your face and tits with his come as the minotaur’s come overflowed your pussy and made a mess out of your southern region.
By the time all of you were done, you were covered in come and completely sated, your body too tired to even think of moving. “I’m sleepy…” You whispered, your voice almost gone. You closed your eyes as you heard some movement around you, your body suddenly cold. But it didn’t remain like that for long.
“We know, darling, but we need to take care of you. You promised you would let us do this after this little game. You need to pee and we even prepared a bath. Don’t you want a bath? It’s all warm,” your minotaur boyfriend tried to convince you to move, his hands slowly caressing your body.
You whined, not wanting to move, but you raised your arms to indicate you wanted to be carried. He chuckled and did exactly that, walking with you to the bathroom where your centaur boyfriend was adding some essential oils to the water. “Come here, babe, you deserve to be cared for,” he told you kissing your forehead softly.
They slowly washed all the cum from your body, tender hands and fingers traveling all over to make sure you were relaxed and content.
“Told you the medieval fair was going to be good,” you mumbled as one of them washed your hair.
“Yeah, yeah, you are always right, my lady,” the minotaur joked much to the centaur’s amusement.
They took care of you until your body was languid and relaxed, and then cuddled with you in bed until your breathing evened out and you fell asleep between their warm bodies… That night you fell in love with them a tiny bit more.
