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Aspen the minotaur was a very buff minotaur, with a penchant for exploration. He loved finding out all he could about the world around him, and that included setting his sights to far away places, where he could roam around, see what there was to see, and meet new people. From mountains, to deserts, to caves, to ruins, he was very eager to get out into the world. It was a good life for him, and he wouldn't trade it for anything else. At least, that's what he thought.

Hiking up in the woods on a mountain one morning, Aspen came across a secluded cabin. That's odd, he thought, I don't remember the villagers saying anything about a remote cabin. He slowly approached it, wondering who it could belong to. Hopefully they weren't the kind to get angry at trespassers. The minotaur was sick of dealing with those kinds. Why couldn't he just travel the world in peace? Does everybody have to have something against him, one way or another?

Mmmmmmm... slut. He heard something say. Well, not say, exactly, but rather, he heard it said in his head.

"What was that?" He whispered, looking around for someone who might have said something.

Just you, slut. He heard again. He looked around more frantically, becoming more worried as the voice continued. You know it, slut. You're a total whore for cock, any cock. Whatever you can get your hands on. His bull head started feeling fuzzy. He shook it to try to clear it.

"Show yourself, monster!" He yelled into the woods. Then, as if he had heard a noise, he turned back to the cabin.

"Is someone in there? Come out, now!" He cried, trying to peek inside. Unfortunately, the windows were too dark and the door was shut.

Monster? You mean Master. I am your Master, you are my bitch.

Aspen started to hear a sort of beeping sound in the background, but he ignored it. He was focusing on finding wherever the hell the voice was coming from. Suddenly he started getting dizzy, his vision blurry.

"Ergh..." he moaned, grasping his head in his hands. Get on your knees. He fell down onto his knees, his hands coming off of his head.

"What evil sorcery is this?!" He cried into the woods. Obviously no answer came. At least, not an audible one. It's not sorcery, just your true thoughts. Your true thoughts NOW, anyway. He moaned as his mind became even blurrier, making it hard to think.

"S... stop..." he pleaded to the voice, groaning. It's too late.

"You're already completely gone."

The door to the cabin was open, showing a hard, black, 10 inch draconian cock in front Aspen's face. The cock seemed to glow with perfection. Aspen realized this would help him; he would be more at ease with that cock in his mouth. He gulped down onto it hungrily, suckling away like he had found the perfect medicine. Which it was, to him. The pain in his head subsided, replaced with pleasure. He had known it would make everything right. He smiled as he began to bob his head up and down on the dick, causing the dragon in front of him to moan with pleasure.

"That's it, my new whore... Completely submit... My will is now yours..." the dragon murmured above him. Aspen tried tuning it out; he just wanted to suck on the cock. The dragon kept saying something, but the minotaur kept his bull mouth slurping around his delicious shaft. Aspen's own cock started growing hard with each bob, visibly tenting his pants. That was a great thing about minotaurs: their genitalia was also that of a bull's. His horsecock grew to its full 14 inches, exiting his pants at the top.

"Oh... that's nice..." the dragon whispered, humping into Aspen's mouth. He kept telling Aspen something, but the minotaur once again tuned it out as he focused on pleasing his new Master. He reached behind to his asshole, scratching an itch that just started there. As the dic-dragon before him kept murmuring, the itch got worse. He scratched it and scratched it, but he couldn't get it to go away. In fact, he was just making it worse. He took his mouth off the dragon cock to focus on getting the itch out of his ass, popping a finger in to scratch around inside.

"Unnn..." he groaned as he couldn't seem to get the itch out, popping another finger in. Then three, then four. Soon, he was fully fisting himself as he tried to scratch out whatever was inside him. He heard a shuffling, the dragon moving around to his backside, but he was too focused on his hole to really notice. The dragon grabbed each cheek of his ass.

"Need some help back here, bud?" the dragon asked. Aspen nodded, pulling his fist out.

"Please, Master, help me get the itch out!"

The dragon chuckled. "No problem," he said, as he lined up his dick with Aspen's taint, "I'll take care of it." And with that, he fully pushed all 10 inches of his dick into the minotaur. The minotaur moaned and huffed with the pleasure, thinking for a second-_where did my clothes go?-_before forgetting the thought as Master grinded into him.

"Ah fuck, you're so tight," Master told him. He began pulling out of Aspen's ass, but slammed right back in again. Aspen cried out.

"Oh Master! Fuck me, please!"

The dragon panted, doing as the minotaur asked. He pulled in and out, starting up a rhythm of fucking the minotaur. They both panted as the pleasure took over their bodies, Aspen arching back, his ass pushed up against Master and his belly lying on the ground. The dragon pounded his ass, shoving as much dick as he could in with each thrust. Each of their moaning increased with the dragon's pounding, and beginning to go faster. The dragon reached around and grabbed onto his new slave's 14 inch member.

"Remind me... to get you to fuck me sometime..." the dragon panted, as he humped and pumped his way to orgasm. With one final cry, said in unison, they both came, the dragon dumping his load deep into the minotaur, and the minotaur hitting his own chest and face with his cum. His Master leaned over him and bit down on his neck, spasming with each pump of his dick into the other male. Aspen huffed, his ass clenching and milking his Master's cock as he himself orgasmed all over the forest floor. As each of their climaxes finally subsided, the dragon pulled out of Aspen, leaving him feeling empty, and went back into his cottage.

Aspen got up and put on his clothes, before coming out of the trance and smiling. He didn't know why, but this place made him feel happy. He walked away, grinning from ear to ear. He would definitely be back the next day, and the next, getting down on all fours for many years to cum.