The minotaur growled in pleasure, almost uttering a whimper as she caressed him with both hands. Despite what might have seemed, M'Gul knew that succubi had their own techniques to handle larger than average mates. Indeed. There ought to be so many ways taught or learned that could have one handling him whole... or so, that was what some other minotaurs had claimed. It was... quite jarring to imagine himself being taken willing into a demoness' gullet.<br/><br/><strong>"...Her... punishment was... Oooh..."</strong>, he moaned aloud. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate. To even wield the words.<strong>"...Given... the wickedness she brought her family... Her doom... was to be bred."</strong>, he nodded and gulped, stretching himself on the chains, forcing his hardness forward a little more in order to take more and more of her touch against as much of his sensitive skin as it was possible.<br/><br/><strong>"...The Lady... was not... fertile."</strong>, he went on to explain the sins.<strong>"...So, through deceit and trickery... and... seduction..."</strong>, M'Gul spoke slowly to make the words heardable.<strong>"Helicent had her father lay with her... and ended up with his child."</strong>An abomination so unnatural within the realms and customs of men that both woman and child were burned by the people of her village, the men of her father's sworn swords... all had gathered to burn her and the monster that clawed it's way out of her womb.