Dark Collective’s Need

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By Fishius Maximus know the Dark Brother hood from Skyrim? well heres my version, MC has no Memory, and Has a reputation of sex hmm I wonder how he got that…Read along

You wake with a start, looking around you find yourself in a dark basement made out of cobblestone with wooden strats, perplexed by your situation you look around.
Your wearing a black suit made out of a soft material, though your hands are scratched and so is your face, your suit is perfect. The suit is padded on your feet for stealth and the hands have metal on the knuckles.
BANG the door is thrown open and a tall muscular Minotaur enters, his shoulders don’t even fit through the door he turns sideways to get through the doorway.
You bolt upright, you try to bolt. Your arms are thrown back, you only now realize your chained by the wrists.
You study the Minotaur. He is dressed in leather straps and a loin cloth that you can still see his knob sticking out underneath.
“You’re here for our pleasure and nothing else”He booms, grinning. Moving the loin cloth. You see his mast in full extension.
“Uhh…That’s not really my thing, got any one else”you respond cockily, though the bad events you are cool minded hoping for an escape.
The Minotaur lets out a deep, rumbling laugh, his massive chest shaking with the effort.
“Oh, you want to play it that way, do you? Well, I’ve got a surprise for you,” he says, his grin growing even wider. “My sister, Akira, is in the next room. She’s a real firecracker, that one. And she’s been dying to get her hands on a new toy. I think she’ll do just fine for you.” He opens the door, revealing a large, dimly lit room. In the center of the room, a female Minotaur is standing, her eyes fixed on you. She’s slightly shorter than her brother, with a muscular build and a pair of massive horns that curve upwards from her forehead. Her loincloth is made of the same black leather as her brother’s, and it’s clear that she’s not wearing anything underneath. Her breasts are massive, and they hang down to her waist, swinging gently as she walks towards you.
“Ah, Akira, meet our new friend,” the male Minotaur says, gesturing towards you. “She’s looking for a little female company. What do you say, sis?”
“Not sure…say something” she asks.
“Aren’t you a little short for a Minotaur?”You ask.
Akira lets out a loud, throaty laugh, her massive breasts jiggling with the effort. She walks up to you, her eyes fixed on yours, and gives you a playful slap on the cheek.
“Oh, you’re a feisty one, aren’t you?” she says, her voice deep and husky. “I like that. Alright, let’s get you comfortable.” She leads you over to a large, leather-bound bench in the corner of the room. It’s clearly designed for fucking, with restraints on either side. Akira gives you a sly smile as she secures you in place, making sure you’re nice and comfortable.
“Now, let’s get started,” she says, her hands reaching down to grab your breasts

. She then turns her attention to her own body, reaching down to touch her massive breasts. She gives them a few squeezes, making her nipples harden even more.
“I hope you’re ready for this,” she says, her eyes locked onto yours. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, and make sure you never forget this night.” With that, she spreads her legs showing her dripping wet Entrance.
You move up to her, Akira moves her hand to your throbbing clothed crotch and slips her hand into your pants. You move up to her, grinding against her entrance Clit-to-Clit, seeing the other Minotaur slip through the door into the adjacent room.
Akira lets out a loud, satisfied moan as you slip your fingers into her. Her massive body shudders with pleasure as you fill her up. She wraps her arms around you, pulling you close as she begins to move her hips in time with your hand.
“Oh, yes, that’s it,” she says, her voice husky with desire. “Give it to me hard and fast, just like I said.” She starts to grind her hips against you, you bury you face down in her depths, her massive breasts bouncing with each of her movements. Her eyes are closed, and her face is contorted in pleasure.
“Your tongue feels so good inside me,” she says, her voice muffled by the effort of her movements. “I’m going to come so hard please swallow it all you dirty girl.” She starts to moan louder, her body trembling with the effort of her orgasm. As she comes, she starts to squirt her cum all over your nose and mouth, the hot liquid making you finger yourself harder.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she says, her voice rising to a scream as she cums. *She continues to move her hips against yours, milking every last drop of pleasure from your tongue. When she finally collapses against you, exhausted, you can feel something sharp jabbing through the leather straps, you find a dagger, you hear Akira’s breathing even out into a deep sleep. You slip the dagger out of the leather straps, and sneak over to the steep wall. It’s roughly tall as a double story building.
You use the dagger as well as a good run up to try to scale the wall to the window.
Akira’s eyes snap open as you slip out the window, her massive body rising up with a growl. She’s too late to catch you, but she’s not about to let you get away that easily.
“Come back here, you cunt!” she roars, her voice echoing through the night. She leaps out the window after you, her massive form crashing into the ground with a loud thud. She quickly gets to her feet, her eyes fixed on you as she starts to chase after you.
“You’re not getting away from me that easily,” she says, her voice filled with determination. She closes the distance between you, her long strides eating up the ground. She’s gaining on you, and you can hear her heavy breathing as she gets closer and closer.
“I’m going to catch you, and when I do, you’re going to pay for what you’ve done,” she says, her voice full of rage. She leaps at you, her massive arms wrapping around you as she tries to pin you to the ground.”You’re not escaping me that easily,” she says, her voice muffled against your ear. *She starts to squeeze you tight, around your shoulders.pinning you to her chest.
Akira’s eyes widen in shock as you thrust the dagger into her neck. She lets out a loud gasp, her massive body stumbling backwards as she tries to process what’s happening.
“No, no, no, this can’t be happening,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper there’s a gurgling sound.She feels her neck finding the dagger, her eyes filled with horror as she realizes you’ve stabbed her.
“You…you wouldn’t dare,it was my fathers its for the ceremony it was going to be used on you… you BASTARD” she says, her voice shaking with rage. She tries to reach up and grab the dagger, but her movements are slow and clumsy. She’s starting to lose blood, and she knows she’s in trouble.
“You’re making a big mistake,” she says, her voice filled with warning. She tries to move closer to you, but her legs are weakening, and she collapses to the ground.
“Finish it,” she says, her voice weak and barely audible. {She looks up at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and fear.
“Do it,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. She closes her eyes, waiting for the end.
As she waits, you can hear her breathing slowing with the low rasping sounds.
You pull out your dagger, then slicing off one of her horns then continues running letting her bleed out.
You can hear her heavy breathing behind you, but you know you have to keep going.
“You’re making a big mistake,” she says, her voice growing weaker, blood splattering with each passing moment. You can hear the desperation in her voice, but you push on, not looking back.
“You won’t get away with this,” she says, her voice barely above a whisper. You can hear her body hitting the ground as she tries to crawl after you, but you’re too fast.
“You’re a monster,” she says, her voice fading away as she loses consciousness. You can hear her labored breathing slowing down, and you know she’s not going to follow you mostly because she’s dead.
You keep running, not stopping until you’re sure you’ve left the town behind. You finally come to a stop, panting heavily as you look around. You’re in a dense forest, with tall trees towering above you.
*You look down at the dagger in your hand, feeling a tiny sense of unease. You know what you’ve done, and it doesn’t weigh on your conscience exactly but it does seem disappointing as a lover, though she was going to kill you so you can reason it out. But you also know that it came very easy to you, you look at the knife, it’s a curved dagger sleek with a gem encrusted handle.

You look up and see a sign above you, bearing the name of a nearby town. You don’t hesitate, you start running towards the town as fast as you can. You can feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins as you sprint through the forest.
As you run, you can hear the sounds of the forest around you. Birds chirping, leaves rustling in the wind, and the distant howling of wolves. You push through the underbrush, your heart pounding in your chest.
Finally, you see the town in the distance. You can make out the shapes of buildings, and the flickering lights of candles and lanterns. You slow down to a jog, and then a walk, as you approach the town.
As you enter the town, you see people going about their daily business. They glance at you as you pass, but nobody seems to pay you much attention. You make your way to the town square, where you see a marketplace filled with stalls selling all sorts of goods.
*You wander through the stalls, looking for something to eat or drink. As you browse, you notice that many of the townspeople are staring at you. You can feel their eyes boring into you.

You walk down a nearby alley. As you stroll, you notice that the alley is dimly lit, with only a few flickering torches to light the way. The air is thick with the scent of garbage and urine, but you press on, your eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of life.
Suddenly, you hear a soft giggle coming from a nearby doorway. You approach cautiously, peering into the darkness to see what’s causing the commotion. As your eyes adjust, you see a beautiful young woman, her curves accentuated by a tight, low-cut dress. She’s laughing and chatting with a group of rough-looking men, but her eyes lock onto yours as you approach.
She smiles, her lips parting to reveal a set of pearly white teeth. “Well, well, well,” she says, her voice husky and seductive. “What do we have here?” She steps forward, her hand reaching out to touch your chest. “You look like you could use a good time. Are you game?” *The men around her snicker and whistle, clearly eager to see what will happen next. Her hand drops feeling you up- Arousal increasing, she whispers “For someone of your specialty…Hm I could put it to free”.
“Specialty? ” You question it falls upon deaf ears.
“Come to mine”She asks, standing on her toes looking into your eyes, “Please?”
“uhh…Of course” you feel an almost impossible urge to please.
The woman’s smile widens as she takes your hand, leading you into the dimly lit room. The air is thick with the scent of incense and something else, something more primal. She releases your hand, her eyes never leaving yours as she begins to undress.

You watch, mesmerized, as she reveals her curves, inch by inch. Her breasts are large and firm, her nipples hardening as she exposes them to the cool air. Her waist is slender, her hips curvy and inviting. And between her legs, a trimmed patch of dark hair conceals the entrance to her deepest desires.
She takes your hand again, leading you to a large, plush bed in the center of the room. The bed is covered in soft, velvety blankets, and the walls are adorned with strange, erotic artwork. The woman pushes you back onto the bed, her hands roaming over your body as she begins to undress you.
Her fingers dance across your chest, tracing the contours of your muscles. She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers, “I have a special fantasy. Are you willing to play along?” Her breath is warm against your neck.
“Yes I will” you reply the urge to please impossible to avoid.
The woman’s eyes sparkle with excitement as she pulls back, her hands moving to her own body. She begins to massage her breasts, her fingers rolling her nipples between her thumb and index finger. Her hips start to move, her hands sliding down her body to her waist, then to her thighs. She spreads her legs, revealing the trimmed patch of hair between them.
She gives a sly smile as she reaches between her legs, her fingers dipping into her own wetness. She begins to stroke herself, her eyes never leaving yours. “I want you to watch me,” she says, her voice husky with desire. “I want you to see how much I need you.” She leans forward, her hands still moving between her legs. She begins to whisper in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. “I want you to imagine it’s your slit between my legs. Imagine me tribbing with you, my body moving up and down as we hump together.” Her fingers move faster, her body starting to shake with pleasure her breath quickens. She gasps, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Just as she’s about to climax, she stops, her eyes snapping back into focus.
“Can you feel it?…the increasing pleasure as you feel yourself?”She whispers.

“Will we engage in the Devil’s Tango?”You question.

The woman’s eyes flash with desire as she nods, her voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, please,” she says, her hands still trembling from her own pleasure. She spreads her legs wider, inviting you in. “I’ve been waiting for this,” she says, her eyes locked onto yours. “Make me yours.” You can feel the heat emanating from her body, and the scent of her arousal fills the air. You reach out, your fingers tracing the curves of her hips as you position yourself between her legs.
You look into her eyes as you hump her, feeling her warmth radiating from her core. She gasps, her hands grabbing at your arms as she adjusts to movement. Once she’s comfortable, she begins to move, her hips undulating as she takes you roughly skin on skin, her body trembling.
You can feel her walls clamp as you move down licking down her navel stopping at her breasts to kiss each one, you continue moving down tracing her toned stomach ,she pushes your head down, you begin lapping at her depths. Her breathing grows heavier, her body tense with pleasure. You look up, her lips contouring shaping the words as she whispers. “I’m so close,” she says, her voice trembling. “Make me come.” You increase your pace, your movements becoming more urgent as you chase your own orgasm finger banging yourself.
“I will cum with you” you hum, deep into her void though you are confused you feel…weird talking like this though it does come so naturally.
She cums, the hot liquid flowing down your throat.
You drift off into a dazed sleep.

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By Fishius Maximus #Interracial #Lesbian