The Bull’s distinct lack of intelligence became very obvious as his words seeped out of that ugly maw.  If this thing didn’t have such a big dick, there would be no merit to it at all.  And that only merit it was taking a bit of attention to keep away from her dripping cunt.  She couldn’t deny the arousal that was obviously showing on her body as her own length was obviously growing just above the cunt that the bull was so focused on.  The bull was very foolish to think that he was causing it all.  He was barely a factor.  Only slightly.  But then, Elir had no desire to have that thing inside her at all.<br/><br/>Of course, the bull was al brawn, and no brains.  Even though she didn’t want him, she was hard pressed to fight that strength pulling her closer.  The only real effective resistance were her hands on that length, making sure that he couln’t just pull her and shove himself inside her.  She was making sure he was aimed away from his target as the rest of her legs and her two upper arms were fighting with all her strength.<br/><br/><b>“hmph, slave? You haven’t...”</b>she began to reply before suddenly the bull’s grip loosened… enough that all the strength she was using to push against the bars sent her stumbling back.  The back of her abdomen almost crashed with the opposite side of the bars before her 8 legs caught her weight and stopped her momentum.  She hissed lightly at the surprise before she watched what that desperate bull bow down in front of someone.<br/><br/>While he wasn’t trying to force her into raping, Elir finally got a chance to study the situation she was in.  Finally study the immense cavern that they were contained in.  She had no idea what those pillars… no not pillars, waterfalls of weird violet goo that fell from holes in the ceiling.  What she did know was that looking at the cavern, the dozens of cages, and everything within was not a good thing when looking at them through bars of her own.<br/><br/>Most of the other prisoners only got a single glance from her before she focused on the Taurus that had been assaulting her.  She studied him more closely.  Definitely a demon of some form.  The creature and the walking fungus that he was bowing before caught her attention next.  The spider’s black eyes glanced over that fungus’s gaunt form, over those wide breeder’s hips.  The sickly sweet scent was flowing off that fungal woman.  She couldn’t argue that those hips, and that scent was tantalizing.<br/><br/>Then then the scent of honey interrupted that creature’s scent.  It pulled the spider’s eyes to the bee girl in the cage with her.  Her fellow prisoner.  Just looking at the girl, smelling her deliciously sweet scent provoked her arousal.  The Drider’s cock finally at full 10 inch length there where she was in the cage.  Her lust though was not enough to override her mind at all.   Didn’t stop her from licking her lips lightly as she watched the giant bee girl.<br/><br/>Elir only looked away when she heard the voice of the fungus girl speaking to the bull.  She listened to every word.  Not seeming to care that her dripping cunt and hard cock were on display when the drider turned to face Alinn.  After a moment she moved two of her front legs forward before leaning down and propping her humanoid torso on them as she watched.  The Nymph from the center of the cage.  Away from where the bull could reach.  She watched when the nymph clutched the bars, and that growth of plagued fungus grew on the bars.  She kept a straight face surprisingly as she watched it.<br/><br/>Elir grinned when the nymph mentioned claiming her, showing sharp, venom dripping fangs with those words.<b>“Really now.  Claiming me?  Cage or not, I am not that easy to just lay claim to.  Even if you say such the nicest things to me.”</b>It was interesting that anyone thought that it was a good idea to try.  Her lips closed then, listening to the chiming of the Nymph’s crown before closing her lips over her fangs.  She didn’t seem as nauseated as other creatures would be.<br/><br/>The drider did roll her eyes at the Nymph’s last statement.<b>“Really now.  A prisoner who can command and is treated as the leader of our jailors?  Yeah… you are indeed a prisoner.”</b>She said, very obvious sarcasm.  “But, since you are actually showing some respect like one should.  I will honor you with my name.<b>“I am Eliricae.  It could be a pleasure.”</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>