Follow the Minotaur's lead and go to sleep

From Create Your Own Story

After a rather pleasant sleep, you awake to the sensation of your breasts being sucked on. With a sigh, you look down to see the Minotaur drinking your milk. You also notice that your belly has returned to it's once slender shape, but your thighs are covered in crusty dried cum. Also, you notice that you can't move. Perhaps he was much rougher with you than initially thought.

As the Minotaur finishes his breakfast, he gives your breasts one final lick, before he moves his head up to yours to look you in the eye. He doesn't say anything, but you can see the lust in his gaze, and you know what he wants. But then he surprises you, by simply giving your cheek a slobbering lick and gets out of bed. He goes over to the kitchen and starts gathering some fruits and bread into a bowel.

"I... I can't move." you sheepishly say.

He looks over his shoulder at you, and seems unsurprised. "I expected as much. Minotaur sex can do that to a woman. But in time you'll get used to it."

"I'm not sure I want to get used to it."

He chuckles as he walks over to the bed with the bowel. "Oh? Didn't you enjoy last night so much? I know I felt you cum a few times. And one other sensation that was unlike anything I had felt before from a woman."

As he sits down on the bed next to you, he lifts you up and holds some bread out for you to eat. You take one bite and ask, "What do you mean? What kind of sensation?"

He shakes his head. "I don't know. It was some kind of magic from deep within your body. Tell me, what was your parentage?"

You don't want him to know that you're an orc, so you say, "Um, my mother was a dark elf."

He scratches his bearded chin, contemplating your words. "Hm, interesting. Then I believe I might have a theory. Legend states that dark elves are obsessively faithful to their mates. But why is that, I wonder? Well, I do believe it's because they form a bond, both with their bodies and souls. They become one with their mates, so to speak."

You shake your head. "What does that mean?"

He leans in close to you, and licks his lips. "It means you are mine, forever. The moment you started to feel good, your body claimed me as its one and only mate."

You swallow hard, and start to sweat, as the notion of being mated to a Minotaur sends waves of fear through you.

• Accept your fate of being mated to a Minotaur
• Refuse to believe that you are forever mated to this beast

Status
Health	Horny, female orc, sprained ankle, sore loins, temporarily paralyzed	Equipment: naked
Experience	Cock sleeve
HP	35