Within Me by LevAni |
Minotaur
by Swan This "thing" I have for you is a thread leading into the maze, not out. And who wants to see a Minotaur bellowing, sweaty, pawing the stone, its father a god, so massive with lust he transformed into a bull, rode some poor girl as you will ride me, prodding me, goading me into a hunger, massive as a god, my moans rough, hoarse, this lust a ring in my nose so you can parade me around, a thread weaving through nerve and muscle until it reaches the heart, a black, bristling, bellowing pain. |
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