She was bright red and he held still. He slapped her bum making her giggle and then flexed his arms and pecks in front of him. He was a monster. His b...reasts were much bigger than mine. He had a glorious 6-pack and his veins around his biceps bulged. I could see the veins in his neck throwing as his heart beat fast and he took a few deep breaths and then I climaxed again. I trembled violently and steadied myself on the counter with my other hand.She inched forwards and then wriggled off him. His. She doesn’t want you to escape any punishments. I warned you, she is strict.”I sat there silently listening to his rules.Sir :”Infact we have already jotted a few punishments for you for not behaving properly during out chat sessions. If she feels that you have not worshiped us enough or respected us enough or served us well, then of course she has noted it down. You will find out soon what all are in store for you. But tell me this, did you enjoy my session slave? Can you accept punishments. Big, deep, brown eyes. Passive, calm. How could something so bestial have such calm looking eyes?The horns, the snout with its big nostrils, the big brown eyes… like a cow. Or a bull.“What are you?” I ask, before even realizing it. Shame heats my cheeks as I realize my rudeness, but he just gives a low, deep laugh.“A minotaur, young one.” He rumbles to me. The word ‘minotaur’ feels familiar, but I can’t remember where from. He moves towards me, bringing him close enough to really see how big he. " Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for them, but..." It's the same way around here and it just makes me miss you more." I've missed you, too, Michaela." I moved my hands to her breasts. "Goodness knows I've missed these," I grinned."Shut up and kiss me," she groaned. I was glad to do that! Our lips ground into one another as my hands roamed over her boobs. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and sought out mine. I reached for the waistband of her shirt and disconnected from her lips long enough to.