When she lay there, exhausted and dripping in cum, a larger minotaur stepped forward. He looked like the chieftain of the clan, and he had saved her for a very special moment. "You prepared now." He grunted at her. "Good slut. You good for chief." He picked her up by her hip, carrying her away from the altar to the center of the room, where he lay down and held her over him. His cock glistered with the lubricating salve the first ogre had used, and he lowered her pussy onto his large cock. It slipped in quite easy because of the lubrication and her own wetness, and also the effect of the green goo had made her at least double sensitive down there. "Now ride like good slut... and I will consider to let you live for more fucking." The chieftain said, giving her ass a little slap.