Volume 3 chapter 52 : Minotaur S*x IV (the twisting)

The Minotaur pulls away from Izzy, and on his finger she sees a large ring with a black gemstone shining brightly.

The Minotaur snorts and blows out the lantern. He picks it up and moves it out of the chessboard. He walks over to the concrete wall and picks up a large piece of plywood and sets it on the ground. The board is filled with circles of different colors.

Izzy sort of recognizes it, but she isn't sure. The Minotaur starts to stretch; he starts with his neck and works his way down to his arms, then down to his belly and his abdomen. finally down to his pelvis and knees.

Then he starts over. This time the apprentice follows his motions, stretching from top to bottom.

Izzy watches, starting to do some of the motions the Minotaur is. "Do I stretch with you? What's the game here?" Izzy asks confusedly. She watches the Minotaur's body flex and stretch; she feels a ball of tension in her stomach. She remembers how he reacted to seeing just a little bit of skin. She drops the towel. showing him her whole body except for the bra and bikini.

The Minotaur stares at her intently; his nostrils flare. Izzy begins doing the few stretching routines she knows. really working on stretching deeply. Izzy figures if she wins, it might give her a fighting chance at running, and if she loses. Well... it might help with that too.

They spend several minutes stretching until the Minotaur seems satisfied and a little turned on.

Izzy has forgotten about the colored circles on the ground, that is, until the apprentice runs over and pulls the sheet off a spinner with the words "Twister" emblazoned in brass letters on the board. "You can't be serious," she says.

The Minotaur breathes out steam and nods his head and spreads his arms wide, beating his chest with one fist.

izzy in returns smirks "At least this is something I am good at," she says then in the same mental breath 'I mean, I am okay; every time I play this game, it leads to sex. Maybe that's a good thing?' she thinks to her self.

The Minotaur stands on one side of the Twister board. and motions for izzy to take her place. Izzy by now knows better then to fight the beast. She takes her place, and the Minotaur bows low, his horns touching the ground. Izzy bows about halfway before her lack of flexibility defeats her and she gives up.

The apprentice spins the spinner; it clicks around and stops at the left foot, blue. Izzy moves her left foot to blue and stands there looking at the behemoth 2 feet taller than her. His immense size might be his downfall. His foot is already on blue.

The apprentice spins again. izzy says "left hand red"and the Minotaur moves putting his left hand on red and his face 2 foot from izzys he looks at her intimidatingly. He holds up his other hand and thumbs down and points at the bed.

Izzy slams her hand down on red, regretting not taking the stretching more seriously. She glares at the Minotaur and laughs, holding her other hand up, making a thumbs-up, and then points at the tunnel.

The wheel clicks, it spins, it's going around. It lands on Izzy. She's putting her hand down. "Right hand red," Izzy says, the rhyme ringing in her head. The Minotaur slaps his hand down between her legs on red. leaving izzy to reach way over and put a hand on red. leaving her ass high in the air and a foot from the Minotaur face. Izzy feels the heat from his breath on her skimpy pleather thong.

The wheel spins again; this time the wheel foretells a right-left leg yellow. They both look panicked as Izzy rushes her foot to the yellow space under her belly that would help her from muscle cramps.

The Minotaur puts his foot on yellow, shifting his position to an upward thrust position. Izzy blushes, her arm rubbing against this loincloth.

The wheel spins again; it clicks slowly to a stop on purple. The apprentice points to the right foot, red.

Izzy glares at the apprentice as she is forced to move her body tighter to the miniature's chest, rubbing against his hairy thigh.

She tries to pull away, but the position makes it impossible. She gives up and lets it rest between her breasts. she looks up at the Minotaur her body hot with excitement.

The Minotaur looks down and feels his erection stir. He snorts loudly as he looks at how flexible Izzy is. In a erotic flash of thought the Minotaur imagines her body sliding on his cock naked sliding into her.

"Left hand blue," the spinner says, and Izzy turns her body, struggling to make it to blue. She twists and reaches it only to find herself under the Minotaur, his cock touching her cheek through the tough fabric.

The Minotaur bellows and considers just Picking Izzy up and taking her to bed. He considers how far he can shove his impressive cock inside her. He shakes his head before he gets lost in the fantasy. If he focuses, he gets to have sex with her for real.

Izzys face brushing against the massive member is making her stomach hurt and her head light. She wants to taste him, feel what his cum will feel like on her lips, on her chest... inside her...

The left foot yellow thimble shows the apprentice now covering his face instead of looking at what the pair is doing. The new position makes Izzy press her butt against the crotch of the Minotaur. She swallows her need, growing too great.

She rubs against the Minotaur; she has to finish this soon and go shower, a long hot shower with extra, extra wand time. She can feel the outline of the Minotaur through her thin bikini bottom. Her heart races, and she thinks about the candy Dr. Blob gave her.

She looks up at the Minotaur at the look of a beast ready to fuck her. She wants it; she wants it so badly. 'What if I just lose on purpose?' Izzy thinks to herself. 'No big deal; we can have sex for a hour, then figure out how to get the lizard person out of here.' Right? That's ok, right?'

The Minotaur smells Izzy's arousal. His cock pulses with need. It has been over a thousand years since he has felt the need to impregnate something so strongly. He snorts loudly and lets out a moo. He stiffens with shame as his body humps against Izzy's ass.

Izzy looks back at the Minotaur as she hears the wheel spin, it lands on lift part purple. izzy lifts a hand; she grabs onto the Minotaur's loincloth.

The Minotaur lifts a hand and grabs Izzy's body, cradling her in his hand. Izzy moans audibally at his touch. She rubs her ass against the Minotaur's cock invitingly. His body thrusts forward if he wasn't holding her she would fall over. This was no longer about twister.

Izzy looks up at the Minotaur and blushes; she takes a step toward the bed.