Dusk and the Minotaur

 Dusk, with the magics breaking and dissolving the black green ooze on your eyes, the effects are immediate and noticable for you. The world is once again just as you remember before the brightening, but the world seems... sharper. Your eyes picking up details that you missed before as you spy a beefy, thickly corded muscled minotaur slowly heading down the mountain side with a skill and grace that you've never seen a bull man preform ever before.

Scygnus: Above me? Below me? Passing by parallel?

Kyonko (GM): Above you, seems to be trailing down along the river.
Also, +1 trait bonus to your Perception (visual)
Dusk steps back out of his path to give him a wide berth, but doesn't get out of sight, keeping a hand near her hammer just in case and watching him pass (or approach.)

Kyonko (GM): So, not hiding, not running back to the air ship?
(( And fuck, it actually looks like its just you and me for tonight's session. >< ))

Dusk: ((Well shit. I guess we'll see what happens with mister bull then.))
Kyonko (GM): Meh, keep on going.
If you want.
Or wait half an hour?
Or something. ^^;

Dusk: Might the other players show if we wait? We can get whatever's going on with Mr. Bull done, at least if/until I bail for the ship so we'll be ready when they show.

Kyonko (GM): They might show.
See IRC for the lack of replies. And be back in a minute, grabbing a fresh glass of water.

Dusk: Mmkay. Well, Dusk is just waiting for the bull to spot her and decide whether it wants to talk, attack, or just pass on by.

Kyonko (GM): Back
And a Rooster appears.
And brief note to Lyara for her watch with a perception of 18 followed by being double cock fucked, you don't spy anything during your night watch. But you do hear a faint, far, far off moaning somewhere.

Lyara: Someone else is having a good time~

Kyonko (GM): Dusk, during your run to the nearest river of ooze, the minotaur trails down the mountain with the skill of a mountain goat. As soon as he notices, a snort comes from his stout as the bull's cock throbs and jumps. He immediately shifts position a bit and trails down to be on the other side of the river from you.
Dusk keeps watching him (and his cock) warily, putting a hand on the haft of her weapon and giving him a look that says he'll have a fight on his hands if he tries anything.

Kyonko (GM): Lyara, anything you're going do during or after your watch?

Lyara: Simply trying to stay awake after a night of fun with the shapeshifting man of her dreams~

Kyonko (GM): The bullman pulls up and stops at the edge of the ooze river, folding his powerful arms against his chest as his eyes predatory eyes up the Ranger.
Occassionally, his cock lifts up into the air and nearly slaps against his stomach as it throbs.
Reminder to Lyara then too, you're suppose to be level 6 now~

Dusk steps up to the opposite edge, hand still on her weapon.

Dusk: "Good morning!" She greets experimentally in Common, hoping he even speaks a language she can comprehend.

Lyara: [ah. must have done my level up on my other computer...oh right, i was on watch then]

Kyonko (GM): The half bull growls deeply as a leg slams against the ground. A near minute later, he grunts out, "Human."

Dusk: "Would it be a bother to satisfy my curiosity, sir bull, if you can? My name is Dusk, if it pleases you to exchange names."

Kyonko (GM): His cock pulses as a loud growl rumbles from the back from his throat.
Once the growl eases, the monsters gives his stilted, horrible Common answer. "None."

Dusk: "Oh. My apologies for asking. I don't suppose Dwarven is a more familiar language to you? Do you speak this language?"
((Italics in Dwarvish, if it wasn't obvious.))

Kyonko (GM): He growls loudly as he unfolds his arms, his hands turning into meaty fists that flash with pure fire.
The bullman takes up the manliness of all pugilist poses as his fists continues to burn with raging fire.

Dusk: "I'll take that as a no." Dusk pulls her hammer free, sitting the head on the ground in front of her, not quite wielding it, but obviously ready to. "I'll not waste more of your time with pleasantries then, and ask my question. Do you know where this-" she gestures at the ooze, "Comes from? Answer as you will and I will cease bothering you, sir bull."

Kyonko (GM): Minotaur: "Human, fool. Dark blessing, deep depths under mountain. Dark blessed champion freed blessing, lands soon in hands."

Dusk: "That sounds... way worse than I thought. Thank you for the information, sir bull. I will, as promised, leave you to your day." Dusk says, backing away slowly.

Kyonko (GM): The minotaur snorts. "Human, fool. Typical. Nothing for answer."

Dusk: "Is there something you'd like? My situation leaves little to my name, for the moment." Dusk stops after only a few steps back.

Kyonko (GM): The minotaur bends his knees and jumps the river without any issue.

Dusk grips her hammer a bit tighter, but doesn't otherwise react.

Kyonko (GM): Landing right before you, the beastman points down at his throbbing mass.

Dusk blinks. Then shrugs.

Dusk: "I suppose I was half-expecting this. Not like it's the first time. Well, give me a moment then."

Dusk leans her hammer against a bit of rock, within easy reach, and unstraps her breastplate, setting it down nearby. She quickly strips out of shirt and pants, and folds them up, sitting them on the ground before kneeling on them gently... then scooting them a bit to one side and kneeling down again, finding a flat, comfortable spot.

Dusk: "Well, come on over then, big boy." She waves him over, smirking sexily and rubbing a breast.

Kyonko (GM): The minotaur, his fist still glowing with fire idly strokes his thick cock as he takes a long step over to be right in front of Dusk. The balls hanging slowly start doubling in size and thickness as he awaits for the ranger to start.

Dusk: "Mmf. It's been too long." Dusk says, leaning down, snorting a bit as she gives the drooling head a sniff, "You smell nasty." her smirk at the comment says that's a good thing.

Kyonko (GM): The hands unnatural, that have been groping, sliding along your skin since your first bath within the goo, grow hot as you sniff and snark~

Dusk 's tongue flicks out, lapping up a bit of pre, sucking it into her mouth and rolling it around, moaning a bit as she swallows. One hand comes up to the shaft, steadying it and rubbing one side while she runs her tongue down the other slowly, stopping every few inches to pull the flavor into her mouth before continuing. Around the halfway mark, her other hand comes up and cups one of his testicles, rubbing it and feeling it churn with seed.

Kyonko (GM): The fire of the minotaur's fist heats your face up, warming you against the cold of the mountain as the thick salty earthy taste of the minotaur coats your mouth. The cock jumps and throbs with a strength beyond normal men as you find yourself hard pressed to keep it steady as the sack grows with each rub.

Dusk finally reaches his balls, bringing her other hand to massage both while her mouth licks and sucks, worshipping them inch by inch until they're slick with her saliva, looking a little frustrated her mouth can stretch far enough to suck them in wholesale. After being satisfied they've been properly seen to, Dusk plants her nose right in the crux where shaft meets balls, and gives another loooong sniff of the minotaur's musk, looking up at his face with a dopey expression, face half-covered with his cock.

Kyonko (GM): The bullman grins as his cock lifts up and slaps against the dopeyness of Dusk's covered face as the testicles of the minotair strain under the worship. He rolls his shoulders and leans his upper body back as he starts roaring.

Dusk brings her head sloooowly back up, licking from side to side, giving him a thorough tasting as she rises back up the shaft, one hand following while the other continues to rub his swollen nuts, finally getting back to the head after her long journey and licking over the whole thing, gathering any bit of pre that stuck and swallowing again, squirming on her soft perch, thighs slick with her juice, dripping on the mountainside.

Kyonko (GM): (( The difference in writing between an experienced lemon writer and a person who hasn't properly cybered in a year. ^_^ ))

Dusk shudders with arousal, finally leaning forward and planting her lips around the head, pursing them at first and letting the broad tip spread them wide, wider, until they seem to strain, tongue sliding voraciously over anything accessible, sucking down the minotaur's copious pre as soon as it can escape his shaft. Finally, the broad head passes fully through her lips with a pop, though she seems to have no trouble at all with its girth. She stops for a moment, though her tongue doesn't slow, looking up into the minotaur's eyes with a dreamy, half-drugged expression, like sucking his cock is her place in the universe and there's nowhere she'd rather be.

Kyonko (GM): A hand, fire coated and warm without blistering, presses against the side of your face as it idly presses you further along as the minotaur's hips start to roll, pushing his length against your sucking mouth for moments. His bellow peters out as he stares down at you with eyes glazed in desire and want.

Dusk accedes to his request, slowly sinking down his shaft, her eyes never leaving his as she takes inch after inch, stopping only when the head reaches her throat. She looks down for a moment, squinting in concentration, and then back up again... and his broad cock slides smoothly into her throat, never slowing as each inch is taken in by the smooth, slick, pulsing orifice, gentle swallows urging it on until it's buried, Dusk's nose pressing up against his belly, still looking up at him worshipfully as her spare hand goes back to helping the other with his balls.

Kyonko (GM): The minotaur grunts as he rolls his hips back, before thrusting forward and hard against the worshipping ranger, a thick, hot strand of liquid erupts from the minotaur's tip as your nose presses against his lower, hard packed stomach.

Dusk groans at the filling, one hand leaving his testicles to attack her drenched pussy, throat vibrating against it's sausage filling.

Kyonko (GM): Both of his hands wrap along your head as the minotaur grunts and starts to slowly repeat himself. Each thrust erupting more and more thickness down the sword swallower's throat.

Dusk moans profusely, shaking and shivering as she strums her clit, squirting all over the ground as the minotaur fills her stomach, following his thrusts easily and keeping herself wrapped around him, nose snuffing against his belly as she groans, free hand squeezing and rolling his nuts, trying to get every drop out of them and into her stomach.

Kyonko (GM): His ball sack stays just as full and thick as during your worship of them as the minotaur picks up his thrusting. Slowly, surely, the mass within your throat is constantly cumming as he bellows out to the heavens again. Never stopping, never slowing down.
The thickness never allowing you a chance to catch your breathe.

Dusk 's chokes, just a little, her throat convulsing around his member, and her hand leaves his balls, reaching up to push his waist even while the other keeps rubbing her pussy, trying to get a little breathing room and a taste, barely able to consider it through her ongoing minotaur-spunk-induced orgasm.

Kyonko (GM): The muscle bound bull refuses to give you a chance to escape as his hands keep your head steady and his hips thrusting faster, faster.

Dusk 's eyes glaze as she realizes she's trapped, tears running from her eyes as she continues to choke every few thrusts, the hand futilely attempting freedom instead sliding around behind her body, two spit-slick fingers digging right into her asshole. Her throat's action changes, swallowing harder and faster, choking less, orgasm-sluggish tongue firing up and going wild, and somehow, she's managing to create suction, practiced throat doing its best to drain his balls as quickly as possible.

Dusk feels her stomach bulging visibly with seed already, her breakfast and possibly her meals for the rest of the day already taken care of.

Kyonko (GM): The beast, bellowing louder and louder, his balls slapping against your neck and chin as the thrusting becomes a rapid, frantic pace he grants at least one request to the oxygen depriving Dusk. He will be empty~

Dusk finally feels her lungs failing, even experienced as they are, the fingers up her ass no longer helping her stay aware, falling aside limply, then the other hand leaves her pussy, still squirting on the ground just from the harsh facefucking. Her throat stops next, swallows and suction ceasing, only the automatic motions of choking on too much cock continuing the stimulation, her glazed gaze slowly, slowly losing conscious light as her eyelids slowly close... until finally, the last of her breath leaves her, her last thought a wild hope that he lets go before she suffocates completely. Her body goes limp in the minotaur's hands, the only motion the choking of her throat and her pussy still dribbling and twitching as she cums in her sleep.

Kyonko (GM): As the sun light pierces fully through the banks of clouds, Dusk will be left alone. Her stomach full and her body, her clothes, her armor, and even her weapon glazed with a layer of earthly, salty cum.
Somewhere, the minotaur now sleeps as he prepares for a second encounter some day with the Ranger~