As those huge, rough hands gripped her hips and pulled her forward the full length of Bak'Ran's rock hard cock ground against her dripping pussy, every inch a promise. Leila's eyes fluttered open, gazing down at the minotaur through a haze of lust as he pulled her up and onto his cock. She knew she should scream, should fight, should try to escape but that tiny, rational part of her mind went unheeded in the face of wave after wave of pleasure flooding the little virgin's gorgeous young body.<br/><br/>The moans faded for a moment as he pressed into her, replaced by a long, shuddering gasp. Even just barely inside her virgin cunt he stretched her. "Oh<em>gods</em>!" she screamed, throwing her head back as something primal overtook her. She needed him inside her, every single inch or she felt as if she'd go mad. Countless generations of submission, of training to be the perfect pet seemed to surface and sublimate the girl's will.<br/><br/>"Please!" she begged, voice ragged and desperate, "Please take me, Sir!"