5 comments/ 37928 views/ 58 favorites Mark and the Minotaur By: markydaysaid The Rutting Bull was the largest and loudest tavern in the loudest part of Torodon, a small but bustling trade city that was halfway on the road between several small kingdoms. The Rutting Bull attracted a diverse and sometimes disreputable clientele, as the city of Torodon was a famous haven for criminals, bandits, and travelling mercenaries who journeyed from one warring kingdom to another, and yet, other than petty scraps, violence was quite uncommon at this riotous tavern, partly because of Torodon's respected tradition of neutrality, but mostly because the owner, Sedusa, was a gorgon, a monster capable of turning any living thing into stone. Sedusa's body was that of a gigantic purple snake, but she had the hips, waist, and upper body of a beautiful, voluptuous woman, albeit her hair was also composed of poisonous vipers and her nipples were purple. A garden of broken statues in front of the tavern told the tale of all those who crossed her. Indeed, many of the taverns patrons were strange, beautiful monsters, as were most of the prostitutes who worked on the third floor. Even now a lusty werewolf with a big, knotted cock was running his paws across the nubile chest of a petite harpy, who seemed to be a slender girl if not for her talons and wings, and he was inquiring how much she charged for a night in her nest. A blonde female paladin (usually a model of chastity) was putting her moral superiority on hiatus as she shared a bed with a very endowed orc, his thick green cock defiling her tight pussy with glorious gusto, and she was paying him to do so. He would have fucked he for free though, it wasn't everyday an orc got to plaster a beautiful paladin's face and blonde hair with his sticky seed. Although the paladin was practically comatose with post-sex bliss, the orc dragged her perfect body from his room, and then dumped her on the first floor like a dirty, cum-soaked towel. His massive green fuck-stem was still rock-hard, as many of the female patrons noticed. He went around asking if any one of them wanted the best hard fuck The Rutting Bull had to offer. This orc, Grog, was fairly well known for being able to fuck any woman into a blissful orgasmic sleep within ten minutes, a point of pride for Sedusa, his pimp. "How about him?" a cute, spunky little goblin with very busty breasts asked her friend. "I bet that orc could scratch your itch. Just look what he did to that paladin. He destroyed her!" Her friend snorted dismissively, blowing hot steam across their table. "He might be the best this backwater town has to offer, but that doesn't mean he is the best. Not by a long shot." The two friends were as different from each other as they were from human, which was not to say they were not beautiful. The first, a goblin succubus girl by the name of Villeta, was a four-foot little sex-bomb ready to explode. She had green skin, pointed ears, two small horns, and a little tail, but what most people noticed first was her pretty face, black-and-purple pigtail-hair, and massive tits. Like a midget holding a pair of succulent, ripe cantaloupes, Villeta had to use a thick leather belt as a top just to keep her bouncing bust under control. Her only other clothes were leather mismatched gloves, tight leather chaps, high-heeled boots, and some torn fishnets. She was by every measure a delicious little fuck-toy, and she knew it. Her friend was very different, specifically in regards to her size, but was equally arousing to the eyes. Excellia the Minotaur half-breed was almost eight feet tall, and every inch of it was the curviest, juiciest, most bronzed body of muscle to walk the earth. Her massive head of red hair fell down her strong back in thick braids, some of them bound with golden bangles, but for the most part her mane was wild and untamed. At the moment Excellia was sitting back on her bench with one strong, curvy leg up, causing the rippling muscles of her stomach to flex, and the damp, swollen mound of her pussy to stretch against her tight leather thong. Her giant breasts were swelling with every breath, threatening to burst free from her tight leather and fur top. What armor she had worn was all taken off, and most of it was left in the chest by the door where Sedusa told everyone to leave their weapons. Her massive battle-axe rested against the fireplace, far heavier than most mortals could even manage lifting. "Sweetie, you're fucking horny," Villeta said. "It's easy to tell. I can feel the heat from your vagina from over here. When was the last time you got a proper fucking?" "Since we left that orc bandid camp. . . MORE WINE!" Excellia screamed in the air, knowing it would get someone's attention. A nervous little elf-girl with long legs and a cute face refilled Excellia's goblet. Excellia drank the glass so quickly that the shy elf just left the whole jug. "I'm a princess, dammit, (hiccup), I shouldn't have to settle for such small, little penises." Villeta sighed and shrugged. She wasn't nearly as drunk as her powerful friend, but she was every bit as horny. "I think being royalty has made your standards too high, but I suppose raping groups of hunky beastmen with cocks like marble-columns would do that to a girl. Besides, no one in this little town knows you're a princess. They've never even heard of you. I say you should enjoy the anonymity and slum it for a while. Fuck an orc. Fuck TWO orcs! Fuck anything! We won all this gold from that monster you slew the other day and we've barely spent any of it." Villeta nudged a sack of gold coins that was almost as big as she was. The local duke had really been grateful when Excellia had slain that dragon, even though she had done so because it had interrupted her sleep with all its roaring. She hadn't even known there was a bounty on it when she was slicing it's head off. Excellia just snorted again and drank from the jug of wine. "That orc's cock is barely bigger than twelve inches. I'll wait for something worth my time. But you (hiccup) go ahead and fuck yourself silly." Villeta groaned and frowned. She hated when Excellia was being no fun. She did sympathize though. Being a four-foot goblinubuss meant she didn't have to look that hard to find a cock big enough to fill her up, even though her own preferences still demanded something larger than average. Excellia on the other hand could fuck an enraged bull to death and she'd only consider that foreplay. Villeta looked around the crowded tavern for someone (or something) big enough to satisfy her size-queen friend, but she wasn't finding much. The biggest cock around was the orc Grog, and he was already leading up a very nervous looking young elf woman to his room. Her slender knees were shaking and her pretty pink lips were trembling. Tears were forming in her pretty blue eyes as she looked at Grog's foot-long womb-buster with awe, and it was obvious she was as afraid of him as she was aroused. A group of her elf girlfriends were cheering her on though, all of them drunk and partially disrobed. It looked like a bachelorette party. Villeta smiled and laughed, feeling a little bad for the poor husband who would have to take that bride to bed the night after Grog had stretched her out. That tight little elf bitch was going to be so fucked out of her mind tonight that Viletta doubted she'd be able to walk down the aisle tomorrow without stumbling a little. Viletta was about to give up when the tavern's front door opened and in walked two rather unusual travelers, unusual in that they were both regular humans. The first was a petite but curvy little thing in a frilly little red skirt that did nothing to hide her pristine white panties, a tight bustier that pushed up her bouncy half-melon breasts, and the cutest little red hood. Her short blonde hair was disheveled and her freckly face was red. She looked upset about something. The second was clearly a barbarian of some sort. His short, hairless body was so bulging with muscle that it looked like any part of him might just pop from flexing too much, but despite his brawny figure he had a clean boyish face and spiky brown hair. He was dragging after him a claymore that was as big as he was, but what really caught Villeta's attention was the claymore in his pants. His baggy, dirty cloth pants were bulging with a thick, third leg, that even soft must have been 1/5 his total height. Villeta was intrigued, if not for Excellia than at least for her own hungry green cunt. The two humans were arguing. "Not even enough for an ale?" the barbarian asked his hooded companion. "Not even a penny Mark! We wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't spent every coin we had on that satyress slut you met at the last inn." "She had three tongues, Cadence. Three! Do you have any idea how amazing that blowjob felt? No, you wouldn't, because you don't have a giant, monstrous cock like I do that NEEDS to get drained at least once a day or I can't even walk with my heavy, swollen balls. I NEED to get off, Cadence. NEED. NEEDS are responsibilities. I was being responsible." Cadence stamped her foot, causing her perky butt to show and her firm tits to bounce. "Responsible? How is wasting all our money on monster-girl prostitutes responsible?" "We'd be swimming in coin right now if someone hadn't beaten us to that bounty the duke had on that loudmouth dragon." Mark took a hungry look around the room, almost salivating at the numerous and varied sorts of half-human sluts working the floor. "I could spend a fortune in this place." "Well forget it, because we can't even afford a room tonight." Cadence groaned saddly. "I really don't want to sleep in another barn tonight. I want a real bed, and a real bath." "Don't worry your magical little ass about it," Mark said. "I'll get us a room. We just need to find some desperate pussy I can hook up with." As if by magic (or scent, as Excellia's pheromones were a thick fog by now) Mark noticed the amazon princess right away. He was licking his lips as he looked over her big, powerful ass and the wet spot on the wooden bench her sopping pussy was making. Villeta couldn't blame Mark for spotting her right away either, Excellia was so clearly in need of a good fuck that it was almost pitiful. Excellia was blushing and sweating with erotic frustration, although she was too drunk and proud to admit it. "S'up cow," Mark said, slapping both his hands against Excellia's ass. "Need someone to milk those fat udders of yours? I'd be happy to hit this thick ass. I'd hit it all night." Excellia snorted and stood up, her muscular buttocks hitting Mark in the face so hard that he was knocked against the next table. The queen stood with her ass sticking out, her tight leather thong straining so tightly that it might snap any second. Her pose was both provocative and threatening, since her ass was easily the same width as Mark's shoulders, and it seemed that she would be able to crush him to death under it if she wanted to. "It hits back," Excellia said. Mark wiped his nose and smiled. "All the better. I love a challenge." He grabbed the crotch of his dirty pants and instead of pulling them down, he simply tore at them. One long, slow rip went from his waist down to his knee, and from the gap sprang the largest, thickest, most virile human cock Viletta had ever seen. Her green pussy was instantly wet, and her mind boggled at all the fun research possibilities a human like Mark could provide, but Excellia seemed unimpressed. The Minotaur woman smiled and cocked an eyebrow. "You're big for a human, I'll give you that, but even a cock that big wouldn't be able to satisfy a woman like me." To emphasize her point she held her tremendous breasts in her hands and groped them, mashing the firm flesh so much that one of her large nipples began to peak out of her tight leather top. "It takes a real bull to handle a goddess like me, and only a beastman packs enough cock to even tickle my clitoris." Mark smiled back, but he looked angry. He didn't like being called small, not after all the women he damn near crippled with his bitch-splitter. "Whatever, bitch. If you don't want to get your brains fucked out by a human half your size, just say so, but don't act like your some sort of badass, when you're really just a beefy cock-cushion." Now Excellia was the one who looked pissed. "I am a amazon princess, you miserable little bandit! You should speak to me with more respect, and regardless, the thrusts of my lovemaking would shatter your spine." Mark flexed all of his compact muscles, including his pulsing dick. "Bullshit, what would a amazon princess be doing in a place like this? I bet you're just some cum-hungry cow looking for a big cock to suck on." Excellia pursed her dark lips. "Jealous? Considering your tiny balls couldn't provide even a decent snack, you should be." "My balls have enough nut in them to fill all four of your fat stomachs." "I would drown you in my pussy!" "Not before I packed it full of cock!" "I would leave a broken, useless, humiliated little man." "And I'd leave you in a barn, passed out, gasping and crying from all the mind-breaking orgasms you'd get after I tamed your juicy cunt." It was obvious that a fight was about to break out, and many of the bars patrons were clearing room. If it got any worse Sedusa would intervene, which meant both Excellia and this little dynamo might end up as stone statuary, so Villeta, being the smart little goblin she was, popped in between the two raging titans of sexual power. She was so short that she barely came face-to-face with Excellia's steamy crotch, but Mark was only about a foot taller than her. Still, she felt like she was going to be crushed to death between Mark's iron-hard cock and her friend's muscular abs. "Guys, guys, relax," Viletta said. "I'm sure there is a peaceful, civilized way we can work this out. One that doesn't involve us all getting turned into stone." Villeta nudged her head over to the bar. Cadence, Mark, and Excellia all looked over to see the large, slithering, purple gorgon sitting there, sipping on a martini. Sedusa was completely naked except for some jewelry and a blindfold she wore to control her petrifying powers. She was aware a fight was about to break out though, so she nudged her blindf6old aside just long enough to look directly at a small mouse scampering across the floor, and it instantly turned into a little rock. Excellia and Mark both got concerned looks, and it was obvious neither was going to start enough trouble to provoke Sedusa, but the raging, sexual heat from their bodies did not abate, so the peppy goblin came up with a relatively safe (and potentially fun) distraction. "Tell you what, guys, how about a contest?" Villeta suggested. "A contest?" Cadence clapped happily. "Oh yes, I love games." "What kind of contest?" Mark asked. "What are getting up to Villeta?" Excellia knew her friend well enough to know when Villeta was planning something. Villeta chuckled confidently. She took one of her small but talented hands and began stroking Mark's thick cunt-whacker, just to keep him in the right state of mind, and she also rested her other hand on Excellia's swollen inner-thigh, knowing right where her sensitive clit was. "A sexual contest," the goblin said in a husky, suggestive voice. "You two will go at like the warriors you are, except your only weapons will by the ones nature gave you, and your battleground will be each other's bodies. This way, we can find out who is physically superior without provoking Sedusa," (and so Excellia could finally get the fuck she needed). "And just to make things really interesting, why don't we sweeten the pot? A little wager?" Excellia knew the little minx was up to something. "Villeta, where is this-" "If Mark wins," Villeta interrupted, "we'll give him 50% of our bounty for killing that dragon. That way he'll have more than enough money to buy his friend here her own private room, and he can spend all night tasting the fare," she was referring to the sluts. "But if Excellia wins, than Mark has to come with us back to my laboratory to help out with some . . . experiments." Excellia snorted. She knew exactly what her twisted little nymphomaniac of a friend meant by 'experiments.' Villeta was always trying to find the next, most powerful aphrodisiac that alchemy could make, or she just wanted to erotically torture the most virile specimens of every race for her own, private studies. "Fine," Excellia agreed anyway. She was rearing for a good fight, even if she'd be hitting this punk with her ass instead of her massive battle-axe. "But you can tell Sedusa to get out a mop, because she's going to be wiping this barbarian off of the floor." "Mark, are you sure about this?" Cadence whispered into her companion's ear. "This amazon looks really tough. I think her boobs alone could squash your head." Mark slapped his hand against Cadence's ass so hard it made her tits bounce. "Don't worry princess, I'm going to fuck this cow so hard her milk is going to turn into butter." The two combatants took one last, confrontational look at each other, Excellia pulsing with powerful dominance, and Mark dripping with cocky arrogance. And then Excellia arched her back, thrusting her chest outward. The mere strain of her large bust was enough to cause her top to explode, and her giant breasts bounced free. She peeled down her wet leather thong and flung it through air, not caring were or on who it landed. Both fighters were now naked, aroused, rock-hard, and dripping wet. "Should we get a room?" Excellia asked. "What's wrong with right here?" Mark responded. "In front of everyone?" Excellia laughed haughtily, eagerly teasing one of her own nipples. "Alright, but it's just going to be that much worse when I spank you in front of all these people." "You'll be the one humiliated when I sling your unconscious body over the counter and turn you into a living milk-bar." "Enough talk," Excellia barked, suddenly realizing how horny she was, and how pissed she was going to be when this little boy would inevitably leave her unsatisfied. She sat on the edge of the table, leaned back, and spread her legs. Her vagina was so wet that a few sizzling drops fell to the floor. "Come and get it, bitch." ##### The whole tavern watched in perverse amazement as Mark and Excellia went at it right there on the table, fucking like champions. Mark had taken an early lead though. He had surprised everyone with his compact strength by lifting the minotaur's legs up and slamming her back against the table. She was now resting on her shoulders as Mark fucked her from on top in a jackhammer position. As his powerfully, tight ass drilled Excellia's hot pussy her huge breasts bounced up and down, slapping her in the face. Villetta was momentarily worried that Mark was dominating her buxom friend, but the muscular woman quickly retook control. Moaning loudly, she got a grip on the sides of the table, wrapped her powerful legs around the barbarian's waist, and roughly flung him down, successfully flattening him on the table and reversing their positions. Now she was dominate, and Mark groaned erotically as she began to grind her pussy down on his cock with terrifying force. The impact of her thrusts was enough to make all the furniture in the room bounce, causing Mark to cry out in both pleasure and pain, and within seconds the wooden table began to crack. Excellia held Mark down by the neck and grunted. "Gonna . . . fuck you . . . into . . . the floor!" cccccrrrrrrrraaaaAAACKK! The table shattered and the two fucking fighters slammed to the ground, Mark being flattened by the colossal momentum of Excellia's big ass. The minotaur amazon laughed triumphantly as her barbarian-bitch cried out in pain. Mark was hurt but he was certainly not uncomfortable. The sight of Excellia's massive mammaries bouncing and jiggling above his face was enough to make his cock so hard it hurt, and something about being dominated by her really made him want to cum. In fact, he REALLY wanted to cum. It almost felt like something else was effecting his body, something . . . magical. Mark and the Minotaur It was Cadence, Mark's travelling companion, who noticed the presence of magic first though. Being a white mage, Cadence was adept at healing magic, and was very sensitive to any sorcery, so as her pussy tingled and her nipples hardened she simply knew someone nearby was using magic. She followed the source, and the erotic energy was emanating from the busty goblin girl Villeta. The green slut was sitting alone at a booth in a dark corner, one hand twisting one of her plump nipples, the other fingering her dripping pussy. The look on her face was foggy and aroused as she fervently fingered herself, but it was also obvious that she was concentrating. She was using carnal magic, and Cadence was pretty sure she was using it to tip the fight in Excellia's favor. "Hey, what are doing, you naughty little goblin!" Cadence said, slapping Villeta's hand away from her snatch. "That's cheating!" Villeta bit her lip and looked frustrated, both because her orgasm had just been denied, and because she had gotten caught. "Mind your own business, cutie." "Mark is my business, and I won't let you use your little tricks on him." Villeta smiled. She reached under Cadence's frilly skirt and cupped one of her perky cheeks, causing a pink blush to come to the girl's face. "What are you going to do about, baby-girl? Spank me?" Villeta then spanked Cadence, causing the petite white mage to squeak in surprise. Now the erotic magic emanating from the goblin was affecting her, and Cadence was quite certain that her little panties were soaked. But Cadence wasn't going to back down. "I . . . I know sex-magic too, you little mean person." Cadence reached under her skirt and pulled down her tiny white panties. Sure enough they were dripping with pussy-honey. After she pulled the little underpants off her ankles she tossed them right into Villeta's face, and then she sat down on the opposite side of her, legs spread and pink pussy swelling with arousal. Cadence was very embarrassed to be masturbating in front of someone, but she couldn't let Mark down, so she shyly began to play with herself, teasing her little clit and massaging her breasts. Villeta pulled the wet panties off of her face and smiled. "Are you challenging me, honey?" She giggled. "Fine, but you are going to lose." Villeta sat across from Cadence, mirroring her position with her legs spread and hands groping, as she used her own bodies sexual energy to construct a spell. The air sparked and crackled with the two conflicting sources of magical energy, both coming from the bodies of Villeta and Cadence, who began fingering themselves with completive rivalry. "Don't think you can go pussy-to-pussy with me, sweetie-butt," Villeta said, pulling off the belt she had strapped around her chest. "I'm a genius at masturbation." "Well I'm not giving up," Cadence said. "I'll fuck myself silly if it helps Mark, and teaches you a lesson." Biting her lip and inhaling deeply, Cadence grabbed her sensitive clitoris and twisted it, causing her curvy little body unimaginable amounts of both pain and pleasure. She leaned her head back and squealed. "I'M CUMMING!" The wave of magically energy released by her orgasm was enough to shatter most of the tavern's windows, and everyone standing within a few meters instantly achieved orgasm, including Villeta herself who moaned wildly as she tried to hold back a flood of cum squirting out of her tight green cunt and all over Cadence's face. The sexual energy swam through the air and filled Mark's body, invigorating it with the power of a hundred bucks in rutting season. His hands flew up and grabbed Excellia's large breasts, squeezing down on the matronly nipples. The minotaur woman gasped and winced as she suddenly felt the tables turn again, this time in Mark's favor as his cock suddenly grew in thickness and his bouncing became wild enough to bounce her body off his hips. Excellia grunted as she fell back on the floor, Mark mounting her once again, except this time he had one of her nipples in his mouth and he was sucking with voracious greed. His lips were strong and firm, his teeth sharp and cruel, and yet his tongue was ticklish and sweet. The mixture of feelings boggled her drunken mind and she started to breathe heavily. "Fu . . . fu . . . FUCK!" Excellia screamed, Mark pounding the first orgasm out of her engorged vulva. Her pussy squished and squirted as Mark's iron-hard ram slapped it silly, and her nipples began to shoot out milk in a high pressure stream that sent the white liquid flying across the faces and bodies of the spectators. Mark clamped down on the nipple he was sucking on, his mouth filling with milk so quickly that it actually began to shoot out his nose. He swallowed as much of the delicious liquid as he could, but most of it still spilled out across the minotaur's heaving, sweaty chest. Mark smiled cockily as he licked his lips. "Give up yet, cow?" Excellia was flat on her back gasping and panting for air, even whimpering slightly as her tits continued to froth with milk, but within seconds she was grunting and laughing deeply. "Give up?" she laughed. "We're just getting started!" She kicked Mark in his gut so hard that he went flying in the air, and his body struck the wall with such force he almost went through it. He grunted in pain, and when his senses came back he found himself looking down at Excellia's beautiful, horned head. She was holding his fat cock was one hand and massaging his balls with the other. She kissed the head and whispered, "Now it's my turn to milk you." Mark screamed as he was subjected to the most powerful, mind-blowing felatio of his entire life. She didn't just suck with her mouth, she sucked with her whole body, and even her tits bounced back and forth as she built up momentum on his big fuck-pole. Mark was use to women gagging or choking on his unwieldy cock, but Excellia took it down with no problem. She was deep-throating him so well that his balls slapped against her chin on every thrust, and her tongue even had room to peak out and tickle them. The final blow came when her hands slid up his tight ass, pried open his cheeks like an oyster, and she began to tap at his backdoor with her pinky finger. The sensation made Mark feel submissive and weak, and his body instantly responded to the sensual dominance of the beast owning him. "Oh . . . bitch . . . I'm gonna . . . AAAAAAGGHH!" Mark's balls felt like they were going to pop as he came, a hot flood of his spunk blasting from his tight urethra and right into Excellia's hungry stomach. She gulped loudly as entire mouthfuls of salty, sticky semen filled her mouth, but she didn't miss a single drop. Even as his orgasm ended, her tongue stroked the underside of his penis as her hands delicately pumped his balls, working out every, single ounce of delicious jizz that she could, knowing that Mark would be weaker after being drained of his vitality. When it was over Mark sunk to the flow, exhausted and almost crying from the overwhelming bliss of his orgasm. Excellia was standing over him, loudly smacking her lips as she played with the last of his cum. She placed one of her feet right on his cock, pinning it to the floor, and smiled condescendingly. "Give up yet, bitch?" ##### Meanwhile Cadence and Villeta were working up a storm of self-love as they deliriously fucked themselves trying to generate more magical energy than the other. Cadence had been so soaked by Villeta's last explosive orgasm that she had to shrug off her ruined clothes, and was now sitting in the booth totally naked, her peachy skin glistening softly with sweat. Villeta had also discarded much of her tight leather gear, but she still had on her leather gloves and boots. Still, she was more clothed than most of the people around her. The sex-spells that the two mages had been casting mostly missed their intended targets due to interference from the other caster, so instead of Mark and Excellia receiving massive amounts of erotic energy, it was the poor patrons around them. A full blown orgy had broken out at the Rutting Bull, and everyone was involved. Orcs were fucking elves, goblins were fucking fairies, and everyone was taking turns running a train on the unconscious paladin Grog had left on the floor. Even Sedusa was getting action as her scaly snake-pussy was being thoroughly beaten up by a hunky werewolf. "Hang on Mark," Cadence hugged. "This spell will help you butcher that big hunk of beef." As a small orgasm quivered in her she channeled her spell across the room, but Villeta smacked it aside and instead the erotic power filled the body of a perky little satyr-boy hiding under a table. His small penis instantly exploded into a ten-inch pussy-shattering muscle of vaginal-destruction, and he roared as he pounced on the nearest elf. "Damn it," Cadence groaned. "You nasty little . . . HEY!" Cadence looked down to see a pretty green face smiling up at her. Villeta was kneeling between her legs, inches away from her wet, aching vagina. "What are you-" "Eliminating the competition," Villeta interrupted. She smiled with a wicked little giggle and then dove into Cadence's pussy with a loud 'munch,' and within seconds she had the ticklish white-mage cumming her brains out. ##### Mark had gotten a second wind, and he used it to surprise Excellia by grabbing her horns and then slamming her head first into a large wooden support beam. The impact didn't hurt her, but her horns became deeply embedded into the wood, so much so that she was stuck. "Hey! You little jerk!" Excellia tried to pull back and get her horns out, but all that did was cause her big ass to wiggle back and forth, inviting the punishment Mark was about to bring. SMACK! "Eeeek!" Excellia squealed as soon as Mark's hand spanked her ass. He hit with the power of a whip and it left a sweet, stinging sensation in her buttocks. "I'm . . . I'm a amazon princess you horrid little-" SMACK! SMACK! "Oh please," Mark said, running his hands over the bright red welts he was making. "You're not a princess. You're just a big, beefy piece of ass with an attitude problem, and I think I'm the guy to fix it." SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! As the last blow landed directly onto her swollen cunt, Excellia whined and tears formed in her eyes. She would have never admitted it, but her tears weren't out of pain or even shame, but out of pleasure. The spanking made her feel good in the strangest way, almost as if a new erogenous zone had been awoken, and now she was about to cum from just buttock-stimulation. She silently prayed that Mark would keep spanking her, but then she felt something else. His strong hands were prying her ass open, and something hard and thick was pushing against her anus. "Oh no," the minotauress huffed. "Don't you fucking dare-" Mark plunged so deep his balls slapped against her cunt. "fffFFUUUUUCCKK!!!" ##### Villeta had been wiping the floor with Cadence at first, being much more experienced at lesbian love, and she had even bent the human over her knee and spanked her in the same way Mark was spanking Excellia. But as one orgasm led to another, Cadence began to catch up, and so now the two mages were looked in a heated 69-position, each working fanatically to push the other into an orgasmic slumber. Cadence had her tongue buried deep in Villeta's green snatch when she felt it quiver, moments before her own body was pushed to climax, and the two curvy ladies started to squirt into each other's faces. Villeta rolled off of Cadence, panting heavily, her tits quivering like bags of jelly. "Truce," she huffed. "Truce, alright. Let's call it a tie." "You won't . . . you won't play any more tricks?" Cadence was shuddering so much from her orgasm that she was having trouble speaking. Villeta looked around the room. She couldn't even see how Excellia was doing because there were so many people blocking her view, all of them cheering for their preferred fighter, and many of them engaged in lewd displays of masturbation and public sex. It appeared that the battle between Mark and Excellia had become quite the spectacle, arousing the interests of the tavern, and that gave Villeta an idea. "One more trick, sweetie," she said to Cadence. She crept over to the exhausted mage's head and began to whisper something. ##### The battle between the barbarian and the minotaur amazon had escalated to epic proportions. After shattering the large support column she had been stuck in, Excellia literally picked Mark up by the neck and slammed him against the bar. She then mounted him and fucked him like a personified earthquake until the bar shattered and sent the two tumbling to the ground amidst a heap of broken boards and alcoholic drinks. Mark got another upper hand by jumping on her back and spanking her big ass again. The enraged amazon tried to buck him off, but the force of his blows to her butt and the occasional sensation of his hand stroking her vulva kept her on her hands and knees. The barbarian rode her around the tavern like a rodeo bull, slapping her ass and pussy as she bucked and moaned wildly. The fight grew so intense that it lead into other rooms as well. Mark had Excellia's face smashed against a wall as he pummeled her tight ass with his fat cock from behind, and after one too many powerful thrusts the wall collapsed, and the two went tumbling into the kitchen. Excellia grabbed a large, sloppy helping of warm, melted chocolate from the kitchen's desert tray, and she smeared it over her large breasts and pussy. Getting a grip on Mark, she forced him to lick up every drop, paying special attention to her the hot cake between her legs. The amazon said things like "enjoying your last meal, baby?" as she squirted milk onto his head. When the dazed and aroused Mark finally finished his meal, Excellia grabbed him by his cock and flung him against the wall, once again crashing him through into the main room. His body came to a skidding halt on the beer-stained floor, right beneath the legs of a rather excited female elf. He looked up to her see her wet little cunt and blushing face smiling down at him. He was going say something to her, but then he felt a strong hand clamp down on his cock and lift him into the air. "Come here, fuck-toy," Excellia said, slinging Mark across her shoulder like a wet towel. "It's time we finished this." "Were are you taking me?" Mark asked, almost frightened by the insatiable beastwoman's strength. As the queen lugged him up the stairs he could see that the entire tavern had been watching their battle with intent focus. "Someplace private. I don't like being treated like a chicken in a cockfight." Mark looked down and saw Villeta and Cadence doing something with the crowd, even though the both of them were stark naked and glistening with sweat. They were going around the room caring large sacks that were quickly filling with gold, and Mark realized they were taking bets. "Mark vs. Excellia!" Villeta cheered in the voice of a saleswoman. "The bombastic little barbarian with the big, bad battering-ram cock, or the minotaur amazon with the massive mammaries! Who's your favorite to win! Make your bets!" "Excellia! Definitely!" A hunky orc said, admiring the way the minotaur's ass looked as she climbed the stairs. "Her ass makes the earth quake." "No! Mark is the greatest!" A young elf girl with freckles and pigtails said. She had been masturbating furiously as she watched Mark anally dominated Excellia. "His cock will put that fat titted bitch in her place." Even the slithering, sexy gorgon Sedusa made a bet, dropping a few rare gems into Villeta's back. "Exsssssellia," she hissed. "That ssssexy sssssslut could fuck an army." As the final bets were taken Villeta and Cadence compiled the pot and giggled with greedy glee at how much money they had collected so quickly. The bets had fallen down almost completely 50-50, which meant the winnings would be small for whichever side one, but that was exactly what Villeta was counting on. "Are you sure this is going to work?" Cadence asked, shyly hugging her naked breasts as a few werewolves whistled at her. Villeta smiled and embraced Cadence, pulling the taller girl down for a wet, sloppy kiss. Cadence's firm breasts mashed against Villeta's green melons, and she was so overcome with lust that it didn't even bother her that strangers were watching her make out with a goblin girl. "Don't worry sweetie-pie," Villeta winked. "Even when I'm completely naked, I always have an ace up the sleeve." ##### Excellia kicked down the door of the first room she came to. It was already occupied but she didn't care about that. She was too horny to give a shit about anything other than her hot, wet cunt. The room's large bed was violently rocking back and forth as the hung orc Grog roughly deflowered the elfish bride he had taken up earlier. She was wailing excruciatingly as she bit her pillow and clawed at the sheets, but the thrusts of her slender, ivory ass were matched to Grog's devastating pumps. On a small pile of treasure nearby sparkled her engagement ring, just another small piece of gold used to pay Grog for an hour of hard, brutal love. Both Grog and the unfaithful elf bride were mere seconds from climaxing, each of them so close to a sloppy, satisfying conclusion to their infidelity. "Leave," Excellia said. "This room belongs to me now." Grog looked back. "Fuck off. I ain't done killing this slut's pussy yet." Excellia snorted and sighed, her large nipples hardening with excitement. "I gave you one chance." ##### SMASH! Two bodies, one green and bulky, the other slender and ivory, went flying out of the Rutting Bull's second story window, each having been thrown with colossal strength. The two lovers, Grog and his unnamed high-born slut, came to a loud crashing halt into a pigsty next to the tavern, their glistening perfect bodies instantly being coated in mud. The disoriented elf was so dizzy and hurt by the fall that she could barely stand, but she managed lean up against a wooden post, her mud-smeared breast heaving with great breathes. "Who . . . who the fuck was that bitch?" she gasped. Then, she felt something hot and hard press against her tight, virgin rectum. "Grog," she moaned. "I said no. You're way too big for-" but then she looked back and saw that she wasn't being mounted by the orc stud, but by a massive, dirty boar with a cock easily twice as thick and half again as long as Grog's. Her blue eyes filled with tears as she felt the beast's penis skewer into her, and she managed to let out one piercing scream before she was fully penetrated. It was going to be a very long night for her. The pigsty she landed in housed over twelve of those hogs. ##### It wasn't long before the bed Excellia had commandeered also shattered, and the two warriors were left to wrestling and writing on the floor, neither of them keeping the upper hand for long. Excellia would pin Mark to the floor and suck his cock so hard that it would actually lift him off the ground, and he'd counterd by twisting her milk-leaking tits. Mark would push her on her back and rapidly pummel her with his cock, all the while fiercely sucking one of her fat nipples. The small room had already been hot and humid with Grog working in it, but now the small space had become like a rainforest, the roof literally dripping with condensation from the battler's evaporated sweat. Excellia was cumming so much that it looked like she was pissing herself, because her cunt turned into a broken faucet that wouldn't turn off, and soon she was rolling around in a puddle of her own sex. Mark also came, many times, but to Excellia's shock he never got soft or slowed down. His compact, muscular body would flex as he climaxed, and his hot, thick cock would loudly pump Excellia's warm holes with his spunk, leaving her ass, vagina, and mouth oozing with thick, salty, semen. Still, although he was barely conscious and probably couldn't have recited his own name, Mark continued to fuck, and Excellia continued to fuck back. Mark and the Minotaur ##### The tavern shook like it was in an earthquake, and the chandelier hanging in the main room rocked back and forth like a pendulum. All around the room support beams cracked, fixtures fell down from the walls, and the horny patrons eagerly masturbated to the erotic screams and roars coming from the room upstairs. Villeta and Cadence were masturbating as well, but not without a purpose. "Ready cutie?" Villeta asked, one of her little green hands buried beneath Cadence's legs. "Ready," Cadence said, rubbing Villeta's large breasts and teasing her nipples. The two mages began to moan and quiver sensually, their gasps and squeals becoming quicker and higher. Cadence bit her lower lip to keep herself from screaming out loud, but Villeta wasn't as shy, and she began to loudly proclaim her orgasm to the world. At that moment, the two mages activated their spell, and they directed it upstairs, right where the sounds of bodies crashing together was coming from. As the spell sunk in, the entire tavern filled with the echo of two mind-shattering screams, one from Excellia, and the other from Mark. The repetitive rhythm of humping grew louder, the unmistakable thumping of Excellia's ass against Mark's towering penis rose to the level of a cannon. The ceiling began to crack and give way, and then their dripping, sticky bodies fell through. CRASH! Mark and Excellia fell from the floor above and landed on their backs, smashing through tables and chairs and sending shards of wood flying. Their hard, twitching bodies lay on the floor, each of them wincing in pain and trying pathetically to stand up. Both of them were cumming as well, despite the pain and disorientation of falling almost twenty feet. Mark's cock was visible pumping back and forth as it shot rope after rope of thick cum around the room, much of it landing across Excellia's body, but some if it splashing across the faces of the spectators. Excellia was cumming too, and her pussy exploded with a flood of hot, clear, watery cum that quickly washed over peoples toes and soaked into the nearest rug. As she came her breasts jiggled and shot hot spurts of milk in wild directions, her nipples almost acting like little cocks themselves. When it was finally over the two giants of sexual profligacy simply laid there on their backs, their muscles twitching, and their sexual organs leaking. Both of their faces were blank and oblivious to the world, their eyes white and glazed over, and their tongues dangling out of their foaming mouths. Excellia and Mark had just fucked each other into a coma. "Who . . . who won?" someone asked. Villeta snickered evilly. "Well, I suppose the winner would be whoever voted that the fight would end in a tie. And let's see . . . . oh . . . that's ME!" Indeed, at the very bottom of the chalk board Cadence had been using to keep track of the wages, only one had bet that it would be a tie, and that had been Villeta the goblinubuss. She had spelled the 'i' in her name with a little heart symbol instead of a dot. Cadence and Villeta squealed like giddy little schoolgirls as they embraced each other naked and began to kiss. They had just won enough money to spend a thousand night in the Rutting Bull if they wanted to, and afford hot meals, hot bathes, and hot studs for every night of it. But as they happily hugged, the gorgon Sedusa slithered over and scooped up their bags of gold. "Hey!" Villeta screamed. "What's the big idea?" "The big idea," Sedusa hissed. "Is repairing my tavern, which you conssssspiring little sssssluts nearly dessssstroyed. Next time you want to fix a fight, take it to the colisssssssseum." Sedusa weighed the hefty bags of gold and seemed a little disappointed. "There'ssssss not enough here to pay for everything you bitchesssss broke." "Are you trying to extort money out of me, you scaly bitch?" Villeta screamed. "What I outta-" But she was silenced when Seduca peeled up her blindfold by a mere centimeter, and small glace from her eye instantly petrified a vase of flowers right next to the goblin's head. Villeta shivered with terror. "On second thought . . . how can we pay you back?" Sedusa smiled, a long forked tongue flinging from her mouth. "Drag you friendssssss upsssstairs tonight and let them resssst, but tomorrow I'm going to want a repeat performanssssssse . . . privately . . . in me bed." With that Sedusa slithered off. "Oh, and one more thing. You two are ssssssleeping in the barn tonight."