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  Grabbing her hips again, the minotaur started slamming back into her. He leaned over her body so that his chest was pressing up against her back, so that there was no mistaking that he was the one doing this to her. He went after her with such force that she could barely breathe, but every time she gasped it was with a moan of real pleasure. How did anyone go their whole lives without getting fucked like this?

  Without getting bred like this, Althaia realized, because that was what he was doing. He was fucking her like her pleasure didn't matter, like she was just a slick, juicy hole and the only thing that mattered in the whole world was plundering it and filling it with his seed. And he had a lot of seed to give, Althaia could feel with every slap as those balls smacked against her pussy.

  Where would that seed go? Right into Althaia's cunt. She couldn't even calculate if it was her safe time or if it was her fertile time. She had lost all track of time on the trip from Athens, and no one had been in much of a mood for keeping track of that beyond necessities. She had always taken such pains never to let men shoot inside of her during her unsafe days, and now here she was, on her knees, being taken from behind by a beast who had no concept of safety in those terms. Any minute now he was going to shoot another one of those powerful loads, filling her up and flooding her womb with that creamy, potent seed.

  What a whore she was! What a slut! Being fucked like this, by a monster that could kill her as easily as fuck a baby into her, and she was cumming again, shaking as her second orgasm hit her. Her breasts pushed against the ground, rubbing her sensitive nipples against stone. That just made her shake even harder as she cried out her pleasure. She squeezed her cunt muscles around that massive cock, milking him for all she was worth.

  That was what it finally took to push the minotaur over the edge. With another great bellow that echoed through the stone halls, the minotaur spilled his load right into Althaia's pussy, pouring what felt like buckets of sperm right up against the entrance to her cervix. Althaia had never felt this full in her entire life! And with every shake and shiver of her orgasm, she felt her womb drinking more and more of that cum. He filled her so full with the load from his balls that she could feel five times as much spilling out onto her thighs and the stone floor beneath. She had just been fucked like an animal and bred like one too.

  When the minotaur pulled out of her it was with a wet sound, and he flopped back against the stone floor. His cock looked much softer now, less red and less urgent. Even his balls seemed far less heavy now, after ridding themselves of a second great load.

  Althaia stayed where she was, with her ass still in the air, but she turned so that the minotaur could see her face. "You could eat me," she admitted to him as she saw him lying there. "You could eat me and all my friends. Or..."

  She paused for effect and saw the minotaur's great bullish ears twitch. Good. She had his attention now.

  "Or," Althaia continued, shaking her ass a little, "you can let us all live, and I'll show you all the kinds of pleasure that bodies can have."

  It should have been difficult to tell, especially with those inhuman features, but there was no way Althaia could have missed the fact that the minotaur was smiling.

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  Iasion walked numbly through the stone corridors. The journey had been long and the waiting had been excruciating, and now he was just ready to get it over with. He wandered aimlessly, barely paying attention to where he was headed. He didn't even look up from the ground. All he wanted now was to get it over with.

  That was when Iasion heard a sound coming from down one of the corridors. That was strange. It sounded human, almost like... yes, it was definitely a woman's voice. But that made no sense! The guards had sent Althaia in almost four days before coming for him, and he was only the second sacrifice of their group to be sent into the labyrinth. Surely she hadn't wandered all that time and only found the minotaur now! There was no way he could have shown up just in time for her death... could he?

  But it was a clue, at least, and that was more than he had to go on. So he followed the sound. His numbness was now fading into curiosity. It was definitely a woman's voice, and sometimes the heavy sound of an animal's breathing, he could tell as he got closer. But neither of them sounded like they were in pain. Iasion was a virgin himself, but he had heard stories and sometimes overheard his older brother with women, and it sounded almost like...

  As he turned the corner, he saw something and couldn't quite believe his eyes. There was the minotaur again, and it seemed to be facing a wall. In fact, from the way its hips were moving it seemed to be... fucking the wall?

  No, Iasion realized as his eyes adjusted to the light from the skylight, there were legs wrapped around the minotaur's waist, a woman's legs. And there were arms wrapped around the minotaur's shoulders. And both were attached to Althaia, who was getting plowed with an intensity Iasion had never seen before as the Minotaur stood and fucked her against the wall.

  Fucked her with his massive dick, Iasion noticed too. It was hard not to notice something that size, even for how much of the time it spent buried deep inside Althaia. She was making all kinds of noises, but none of them sounded anything like pain. Iasion felt like he should do something, run away, something, but instead he was frozen in place by the sight. This was real, raw, animal fucking, and the more she was taken by the beast, the more she seemed to like it.

  Then all of a sudden, Althaia looked over and spotted him. She laughed like she was drunk and tapped the minotaur's shoulder until he stopped his frantic thrusting. Both of them looked over at Iasion, who suddenly felt very small. Althaia stroked the minotaur's cheek and smiled. "He's one of the ones I told you about," she said in a breathless voice. "Remember? My friends. I told you more of them would be coming."

  The minotaur gave Iasion a hard look and snorted, its huge nostrils flaring. It sounded angry and Iasion almost felt his knees turn to water. But Althaia just laughed again. "Don't be silly. But there are lots of kinds of pleasure," she added, fixing Iasion with a hungry look.

  Iasion swallowed hard and felt, despite everything, his cock growing stiff.

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  They had been in Minos what felt like ten years, but must only have been a month, by the time Lysia was sent into the minotaur. She was the ninth to go of the fourteen, the fifth of the women. All the others had disappeared before her in intervals of four days or so, and now it was her turn.

  She walked down the corridor, imagining that her numb acceptance of death was like that of all those before her. But she didn't get far before she heard a most curious noise. It was like several voices all together, though she couldn't make out the tone. She followed the sound, interested now, and as she got closer it became clearer. The voices almost sounded like they were calling out in terror, but that wasn't quite it. Lysia began to realize as she neared that this was... pleasure?

  She was the ninth sacrifice to make her way to the heart of the labyrinth that year, and when she got there she beheld quite a sight. There were her eight friends who had gone before her, all naked and unbound. Some were resting on the stone floor, curled up next too one another and sleeping or maybe just dozing.

  But the rest were all twined with one another. Bodies were pressed together, fucking and sucking one another with shameless abandon. They were having sex right there! In front of one another! In front of... in front of...

  In front of the minotaur, who was right now not eating or mauling anyone, but who was bent over the prone body of Pelopea, the chubby girl who had been the third to go in. She was shouting now, but with pleasure as she was taken from behind. Her great tits swung over the floor as she braced herself on her hands and knees. Another of the men, Kydon, saw that her mouth was open and went over to stick his cock straight in it. Pelopea greedily sucked it right up to the shaft, bobbing her head up and down in time with the monster fucking her cunt.

  Two of the other women, Melissa and Hesione, were right next to them, and at first Lysi
a thought they were just lying asleep like the others. But then she realized that they were faced the wrong way, and more than that, that each one of them had her face buried in the other's pussy! They ate one another out and shoved fingers in cunts with abandon, while baby faced Daphnis who was the youngest of the group knelt on the ground right next to them, jerking himself off with impressive force. He may have been young, but he had a fine tool, and despite all the surprise at seeing this, something about it made Lysia wonder what it would taste like.

  Lysia heard a noise beside her and turned with a start to see Althaia beside her, also naked and covered in what seemed to be gallons of cum. Althaia smiled and tugged at Lysia's ropes that bound her hands. "Come on and join us," said Althaia with a wicked grin. "We're all technically dead now anyway, aren't we? Legally, at least. So why does it matter what we do? And why shouldn't we give into pleasure? ...So should I take the ropes off or leave them on for now?"

  After a moment's consideration, Lysia opted to leave them on.

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  The messenger shifted uncomfortably in front of the king. "It's the Athenians, sire," he said with trepidation. "They're not dead."

  "Not dead?" shouted the king. "What in Zeus's name happened?"

  "We're not sure," the messenger admitted, because he really wasn't. It had been two months now since the first sacrifice had been sent into the labyrinth. But the crew that usually went in through the back passageways to clean up the mess only brought back reports that they had found a mess of a completely different kind. "But there is an extra complication."

  The king snorted with rage. "What extra complication?"

  "Well..." The messenger took a deep breath and let it out slowly before responding, hoping that by calming himself down he would calm the king down as well. "The minotaur was given birth to by the queen and claimed, at least in part, by your house. That means that any child it produced would be of the royal line."

  The king's face turned scarlet with ferocious anger. "What are you saying? Be quick about it!"

  The messenger swallowed. "If your majesty would permit me, I have someone here who could possibly explain it better..."

  The doors to the throne room opened and in walked Althaia. She was newly washed and looked the picture of splendid health, and certainly not like someone who had been thrown into the labyrinth to die only a few months ago. She was also wearing a lovely simple gown, and though it had only been a little over two months since she was first sent off to her doom, there was no mistaking from the way the fabric was clinging how her belly was already starting to rise. In fact, she looked almost five months pregnant. She rubbed her hand over her swollen middle, thinking of what a bit, strong child she would give birth to.

  The king stood furiously. "What is the meaning of this?" he shouted angrily. "Who are you and what have you done?"

  "Calm down, your majesty," said Althaia, who by contrast was cool and relaxed. She barely raised her voice or showed any signs of nervousness. And why should she? She had managed to outsmart death already, and now had new life growing inside her. "I have a suggestion for a new peace treaty between your people and the people of my city."

  "And why should I listen to you?" the king shouted.

  Once upon a time, Althaia would have been scared by this display. But now, after two months of being fucked and bred and fucked again by the minotaur, loud noises didn't frighten her. Instead she crossed her arms over her growing belly, making sure everyone in the room got a good look. "Because of what's growing inside me," she told the king. "And at least two of the other girls you sent in to die with me. Maybe all seven of us. It's too early to tell."

  The king went deathly pale but the queen's eyes lit up bright. Ever since the incident with the magical bull that had produced the minotaur, the king hadn't been willing to give her any children. But she had wanted more, and even more than that, she had wanted grandchildren. Now she was looking at a young woman with her grandson or granddaughter growing inside her, and there was no way that she was going to let her stupid husband screw this up!

  And that was how the sacrifices from Athens stopped. It was also how the labyrinth got a permanent, easy to find back way built into it. It turned out that the minotaur preferred living there, since it was quiet and private. But he very much liked having his visitors, especially the fourteen beautiful young people who had been so eager to show him all the kinds of pleasure. He loved petting the bellies of the women as they grew bigger and bigger, and all of those mothers to be knew that the beast was already thinking of what fun it would be to knock them up again just as soon as he could.

  That was also how Althaia, once the whore of Athens, became next in line to take the throne and rule as Queen of Minos. Her days of irresponsibly fucking married men were done. She had something much better waiting for her whenever she wanted to go wandering those corridors again, listening in the dark for sounds of the beast's approach...

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