The Horny Minotaur (The Horny Tales 3) Read online

  The Horny Minotaur

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  Nikita King

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  Copyright 10/1/2012 by Nikita King

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  Cover designed by:

  Doles from www.Demonic3D.com

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  Edited by: Karen T. Brissette

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  Proofed by: Greta Maloney

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  Warnings: This story contains forced seduction and graphic sex. All characters are eighteen and above. Adult content!

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  Note from Author:

  Dear Reader,

  Thank you for purchasing my ebook. I want to tell you up front that I am an aspiring author and a housewife with a bit of a dirty mind. I am trying to improve my writing skills with each one of my books. To be honest, I just want to share my stories. I love the monster erotica genre and I just want to be a part of it.

  With that being said, you might find that the book’s tense changes on occasion. You might find more commas than are necessary and I am sorry if this is going to ruin the book for some of you. I am just trying to tell a story; a story that I want to share. So please accept my apology up front and I hope that you enjoy my tale.

  Sincerely,

  Nikita King

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  Sara wasn’t sure how she ended up here.

  A prisoner in this barn.

  Just like every other morning, she arose from uninterrupted sleep. Of dreams of a man who knew her body. A dream of a man who made her want to run.

  Out for her morning jog, just like every other morning, she did just that.

  Run……….

  She ran along the nature trail. The grass lapping at her heels. The dirt underneath her shoes. The trees blocking the morning sun just enough so she didn’t have to shield her eyes. It was just like every other morning. Or was it?

  This morning something was different. It wasn’t that she was tired. It wasn’t that she was out of breath. The only difference was that her bladder was full and it wasn’t about to wait.

  That was it. That must have been what made the difference…………..

  Hesitantly, she looked around and stepped into the woods surrounding the trail. Walking far enough where no one could see, she relieved herself.

  It only took a minute. Sara made her way back to the trail and that was when she felt it. Something odd, strange, peculiar……………….

  It was like she had walked through a wall of energy.

  At that moment, she noticed her surroundings didn’t look the same.

  It was like she was somewhere else. It was her instinct to panic. Where was she? This wasn’t right at all.

  She looked for the trail. But it wasn’t there. It was like it had disappeared into thin air. But that couldn’t happen. Right?

  Not knowing what to do, Sara tried not to cry. Tears were coating her eyelashes, but she would not let them drop. She would get through this. Everything would turn out just fine. But that is when the two men found her.

  It was like they expected Sara to be here; like they were staking out this particular site.

  They didn’t ask if she was okay when they grabbed her. They didn’t ask if she knew who they were. Instead, they placed a sack over her head and one of them threw her over his shoulder.

  Everything went dark. And as time passed, the sounds around her changed from those of birds and locusts to the sounds of livestock and man.

  After removing the sack, the men pushed her inside a room with a cot and told her to wait. Again, they didn’t ask for her name.

  Yeah, that was how she got here…………..

  ***

  Sara was waiting in the room the two men had put her in. She fell asleep on the cot for a while until one of the men came in.

  “What is your name?” her captor finally asked.

  “Uh………. Sara. Why am I here?” Sara asked with tears streaming down her cheeks.

  “You are here to breed.”

  “What…… what are you talking about? Breed? Are you going to rape me?” she asked.

  “Well, I won’t if that makes you feel any better. But as for the rest, who knows, but hopefully not,” he stated.

  Sara just started crying harder. “Please let me go home. I won’t tell anyone. Just please let me go home.” Sara whispered in desperation.

  “Look Sara, I am going to give you the truth. You were brought here to breed with……. mystical creatures. I know you aren’t going to believe this, but we are in a different realm where there are “Other Worlders”. My boss has this big barn full of them. We will put you in a cage with one of them and you will let them breed you. Once you get pregnant, you will stay with the Other Worlder until after the second trimester. Then you will be moved to a nicer place until you give birth. After you give birth, it will start all over again,” the man stated matter-of-factly.

  Sara looked at him with disbelief, written all over her face. “But……but, are you messing with me? Is this some big joke you like to play with your victims? Do you think I’m stupid?” she asked.

  “Look, I understand why you don’t believe, but I also know seeing is believing. I will show you after you wash up and get dressed,” he took her by the elbow and led her into a big room with mirrors, make-up, showers, clothes, and toilets. “This is the restroom/locker room, I guess you could say. There are the showers and on that side is the dressing room. All your clothes will be provided. I will lay out your outfits on the rack on the left. You can pick which one you like. Only pick from the outfits that I set out for you. The boss wants you to wear a specific color, do you understand? By the way, my name is Dan. I’m sorry you’re here. I wouldn’t want my own sister here, you know. I don’t really have a choice in the matter. I work for the leader of this place, so my hands are tied a lot of the time. If it isn’t you, it would be someone else. I will try to do what I can to help you here, but please realize that is very limited. Okay?” Dan asked.

  Tears were still rolling down Sara’s face as she simply stated, “Okay.”

  Dan proceeded to tell her the rules. “You will be granted one visit here each day to shower, brush your teeth, etc. We want to keep you clean. A lot of Other Worlders don’t like unwashed females, so we need to make sure you’re clean. If you need to go to the bathroom, to go potty, there will be a “doorbell” button in the cage you can punch to get a guard to take you. Most of the guards are decent guys, but some of them are not. Stay clear of Ryan and Pete. They are a bit shady. Now, go wash up and get dressed and I will take you to the stables,” Dan smiled in a compassionate way.

  Sara stepped into the shower and slid down the wall, to sit on the floor. That is when she allowed herself to weep freely. She cried for about an hour. She suspected that Dan could hear her but she was sure this was nothing new to him. Sara stood up and finally decided to wash. She was surprised to see good - smelling shampoo and nice scented soaps. I guess the Other Worlders liked their women to smell like strawberries. She went to the rack that Dan had told her to get her clothes from. If you could call them clothes; it was all lingerie. Baby doll chemises and other sexy outfits, all in red. Sara just stared at the clothing and tears rolled down her face again.

  “I can’t believe this is happening to me,” she sniffled. She looked for the outfit with the most coverage and decided to go with the baby doll nightie. The top of it was low cut to show the tops of her breasts and the bottom hem came right below her butt. If she bent over, all would be exposed. Great. Sara put it on and she did look good in it according to the mirror, but she couldn’t find the panties that should go with it. She
looked over all the baby doll nighties and none of them had panties. Super.

  Sara went to the door and knocked to let Dan know that she was done. He opened the door and his mouth dropped a little but he tried to hide his expression. He gently took her by the elbow and guided her into the barn.

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  Sara could not believe her eyes. There was this big open barn. There were cages lining the walls. Some of the cages had wood over the sides used as partitions, the kind you would expect in a real barn. They gave the animals some privacy, but the bars that were above the wood……. it was very evident what the bars were for. To keep something in, something powerful. Sara’s eyes scanned the entire barn. There was a huge cage in the middle of the barn with this sort of platform in the middle of the cage. Almost like a stage.

  “What is that for?” Sara pointed.

  “That is the breeding cage. If the female and the Other Worlder don’t breed on their own we put them in the Middle Cage. We then proceed to tie down the female where the Other Worlder can breed her with ease.”

  “Why are you breeding women? What do you get out of that?” she said in a hushed tone.

  “Their offspring.”

  “What do you do with their……… offspring?”

  “Sell them to the highest bidder,” Dan stated.

  “Are you serious? What is wrong with you? Why would you even do this?” Sara looked right into his eyes.

  “I personally don’t do it. I work for the guy who does and there is a lot of money in producing an offspring.”

  “The people who buy these……. babies, what do they do with them?” Sara asked with disbelief in her eyes.

  “Look, I have already told you too much. Let me show you your new home for now,” Dan simply stated.

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  Dan walked Sara around the barn. On the way, she saw some of the most unusual creatures. Some she had not even heard about in books. There was a Cyclops, Elf, Orc, Centaur, Ogre, Yeti, Werewolf, Wendigo, Sasquatch, Goblin, Troll, and a big icky hunchback thing that had the name Xerr above his cage. Well, they all had their names above the cages or Sara wouldn’t have known what half of them were. Sara was starting to feel dizzy. She couldn’t breed with one of these things. It was hard for her to imagine that they even existed.

  Finally, Dan brought her to a particular cage. This was one of the cages that had wood around the side. The wood came up to Sara’s ribcage. Whether it was for privacy, or to make them feel more like an animal, she didn’t know. Above this cage was the word “Minotaur.” Dan opened the cage door. The door was constructed out of pure iron bars; this was the only place in the cage that didn’t have wood around the side. He walked in, pulling Sara behind him, and locked the door.

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  “Warrick, I have brought you somebody to meet. This is Sara. She will be staying with you for a little while,” Dan said.

  The Minotaur sat on the floor and looked up at Dan and the beautiful woman they were putting in his cage.

  “It is not going happen, breeder,” Warrick gritted out through clenched teeth.

  “Listen here Warrick; you have not bred to one single female we have brought to you. If you don’t do this soon, they will just outright kill you. What good are you if you don’t produce for them? You know this. They will kill you and hunt down another Minotaur to replace you. Do you want to die?” Dan asked Warrick like they were almost friends.

  “So be it, then,” the Minotaur stated. “I would rather be dead than locked up in this place.”

  “Warrick……….,” Dan sighed. “Look at the female I brought you. Isn’t she pretty? She is the prettiest female we have had in here in years. I brought her to you first. Maybe she can change your mind,” Dan stated hopefully.

  Warrick looked up at the girl. She was about 6’1” which was shorter than his height of 6’8” and she had curves that went on for days. She had big beautiful breasts, lush hips, and stunning long legs. She had flawless skin with bright blue eyes. Her hair was curly, blonde, and long. Her locks came to her lower back. She was gorgeous and on top of everything the breeders dressed her into a RED teddy. Bastards!

  He took in a lungful of air. Yup, he looked up and sure enough, she wasn’t wearing any panties under that red teddy. Sneaky Bastards! They knew bulls were attracted to red. He’d known that they were tired of him not mating with any of the females that had been put into his cage. He would always just ignore them and then after a week they would take the female to a different Other Worlder.

  It was obvious that the breeders had been waiting for him to finally give in or one day they would outright kill him like Dan said. What use was he if he didn’t breed any of the females? The breeders wanted the offspring and that was something that Warrick wasn’t going to give them! But they were hoping this human would tempt him. Crap, if they only knew how much.

  At this time another man walked over to his cage and let himself in. It was that bastard, Pete. Pete looked at Warrick’s penis. He noticed it started to get a bit hard. Pete smiled at Dan and said “I think you picked the right girl for our bull.” Warrick just turned his head the other way and looked off into the other cages through his door.

  “Don’t worry honey, if the bull doesn’t show interest, maybe I will give you a little something.” With those words, the breeder grabbed her and pulled her bottom up to his groin. She elbowed him in the gut and he pushed her to the floor calling her a few names. The Minotaur wanted to laugh at the stupid man they called Pete, but that would show interest and that was something he couldn’t do.

  “Pete, stop being such a dick,” Dan said. He turned around to talk to Sara. “I’m sorry about Pete pushing you. He can be a real douchebag,” Dan glared at Pete while he helped Sara up. She looked at all three of them and backed herself into a corner of the stall. She proceeded to slide down onto the floor and sit with her knees up to her chin. She looked scared, which Warrick thought was probably the right emotion for her right now.

  “Bull, I suggest you get on that or I will,” Pete sneered as he left the stall. Dan lowered his head and said in a low voice. “Warrick, don’t forget about what I said before.”

  They left him and Sara alone. She stared at him and he stared out the door.

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  Sara woke the next morning lying in the corner of the stall. She felt pretty rough. She slowly evaluated her situation and looked around. Then her eyes found him. He was sitting right where she had last seen him. Sara’s eyes got wide. The Minotaur was staring at her while he was stroking his penis. He hadn’t yet realized that she had woken up. He seemed to be looking at her butt. Then she remembered, no panties, right.

  She raised her head and saw that the end of the teddy had scooted up to around her waist. Great. The Minotaur saw her head move and his eyes found her eyes. Never once did he stop stroking himself. Now that she was awake, it was like he was daring her to look away. So she stared right back into his eyes.

  It seemed to be a ‘will of the minds’. He wasn’t going to look away and she wasn’t, either. The only difference was that he started speeding up his hand movement. Sara took this moment to look down at his shaft. Good Grief, his penis was about ten inches long. It was standing tall and proud, which it should have. She heard the Minotaur’s breath caught and his dick shot off a round of cum. Lots of cum. Must have been a dry season.

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  Several days went by and the Minotaur still hadn’t said a word. Sara had gone through several different emotions since then. Fear, panic, desperation, anger, and then she settled on acceptance. Why not? She was not going anywhere. She felt the bars of the door to see if there were any weak spots. When she was shaking the door to see if it was solid, she looked across the hall. There was the Centaur, looking right at her, and then he smiled. It was so nice to have someone be kind to her. Especially since he was in the same situation; he was just as trapped as she was.

  “What is your name, sweetheart?” the Centaur asked.

  “Sara, what
about your name?” she asked.

  “My name is Fury. Is that bullheaded Minotaur ignoring you? I am so sorry. I know you must be scared and he is doing nothing to try to reassure you, is he?” Fury asked.

  “Yeah, he won’t even talk to me. He just ignores me,” Sara looked down at the Minotaur. He was looking the other way, ignoring her again.

  “Well, when he fails to satisfy you, which he will, I will request that they bring you over here. I would keep you company. You are such a beautiful woman, if you don’t mind me stating. I understand this is a scary place and hard to get used to. I am just as much a prisoner here as you are,” Fury said with sadness in his eyes. “I would love to have some company.”

  “I bet you would, glue stick,” Warrick gritted out under his breath. Sara wasn’t sure if he even said it, to be honest. It was barely a whisper.

  “It was nice to meet you, Fury, but I think it’s time I wash up. I’ll talk to you soon.” Sara rang the bell to let the guards know she was ready for a shower.

  Each day, she went to shower and change into a new red teddy and every day the Minotaur didn’t even speak to her. He wouldn’t even acknowledge her. This was getting old. She was starting to get lonely. At least the Centaur wanted to be her friend.

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  The next morning Sara woke up and looked around with just her eyes. The Minotaur was watching her again. Always watching but this morning he was stroking himself……….. again! Can anyone say Déjà vu?

  Sara was done with being ignored. Sara closed her eyes, because of course he hadn’t noticed that they were open, because he was looking at her ass, again. Must be an ass man. She decided to play a little bit on her own. She pretended to be asleep again as she stretched out. As she stretched, she moaned a little and let her hands run over her belly. Sara heard his breath catch so she knew she was affecting him.

  At first when she was caged with the damn Minotaur she was afraid he would rape her. After a couple of days she was afraid she was invisible. How come he wasn’t tempted by her? He even started to look attractive to her. He was very manly. Big broad body with tons of muscles, huge penis, and even though he had the head and the hooves of a bull, she was getting used to that. She couldn’t help it, when you compared him to every other creature here, he was downright fine. But that brought her back to her predicament.