<div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Esther's defeat?</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/M5U5uH4.jpg)</div></div></div><br/>The duo hustled across the bridge while fifty feet below them in the minotaur's pit, the sounds of Esther being raped reached up to them.  Xerxel's fingernails pressed into her palms in rage even though she knew the wisdom in her actions.  But just as she crossed the bridge, a noise made her stop for a moment and look over the edge.  Esther's cries of pain and terror had changed somewhat.  Zerxel spared a glance over the edge and saw why the tone and pitch of her screams had changed.  The minotaur had changed positions and was now sitting on the floor.  Holding the blonde lady knight on his lap he was forcefully fucking her up and down on his massive cock, using her almost like a sex toy, some sort of living cock sleeve for his own pleasure.  But the screams of pain had changed and now Esther was moaning and crying out in lustfull bliss.  Zerxel couldn't stop watching as the blonde tugged at her nipples as she was brutally, ruthlessly, fucked on the massive bull dick.  Esther's head lolled back and she happened to look up, her somewhat glassy eyes meeting Zerxel's for a moment.  But the woman couldn't even speak words any longer, so in thrall of the dungeon's lust was she, and so enraptured by the massive hard cock that was splitting her cunt open.<br/><br/>She screamed again in bliss as the minotaur roared and bucked his hips upwards.  Even at this distance Zerxel could see massive amounts of creamy cum spraying from the joining of the two.  Even at this distance her sensitive elven nose caught a slight whiff of that musky bull seed, and she felt her own sex yearning, aching with need and desire to be filled, as she watched.<strong> "Zerxel, come on!" </strong>Kirsta hissed, grabbing the drow's arm and pulling her along the last few steps of the bridge and out of sight of the monster and his fuck toy contestant.  She allowed Kirsta to pull her along, shaking off the overwhelming urge to go back and jump into the minotaur's pit, to taste that musky seed.... to.... well it was good that Kirsta's sense of smell wasn't as strong.<br/><br/>After a few moments hustling down the hall, the sounds of the minotaur and Esther's second orgasm chasing them as they went, they entered a very large chamber.  Circular in nature, and with two dozen doors arrayed along the back half of the circle.  Several passages led into the room on the same side they had entered, but the doors on the other side of the room all had signs above them.<strong> "Abject lord, Beastlord, Blacksmith..."</strong>Kirsta read out loud,<strong>"This is it, this is all of the counselors.  Instead of being scattered around the dungeon, they are all right here!"</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel had seen this type of a configuration before, with all of the counselors at one end of the first level.  The trick was that there was no clue how many contestants had already gone into a counselor's chambers.  A counselor would only select his two best choices to compete for his or her favor, and that meant if five girls went through the door for the paladin, three would not even have a chance to compete for his favor.  It was a difficult choice ahead of Zerxel, because she saw the Fiend's door, she hadn't missed her chance to choose him.  Then again, he was usually a fairly popular choice, and if more than two other contestants chose him, she might not even get a chance to compete for his favor.  Then again, that could be said of any counselor really.  But she knew that she needed to make a choice, in the past, these rooms usually had a nasty surprise for girls who lingered in them for too long.  Poison gas, monsters, traps, all of which would trigger a few minutes after anyone entered the room.  The coast looked clear for now, but appearances were always deceptive in the dungeon.<br/><br/>Kirsta sighed and said,<strong> "Well, I'm for the paladin Zerxel, I hope I get a chance to meet you again in later levels.  I owe you one after all."</strong>She began walking slowly towards the paladin's door, as if psyching herself up, then stopped and turned back to Zerxel,<strong> "Did you make your choice?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Thankfully they are at the counselor's chambers, for Zerxel is approaching dangerous levels of lust, and will be having trouble thinking about little else</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Zerxel's stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cliches:<br/>Swordswoman  (3); Rogue  (3); Dark elf  (2); Seductress  (2); Mage (1)<br/>Willpower  (3); Purity  (3)<br/>Minimum lust  (3);  Current lust  (<strong>9</strong>) <br/><br/>Current items of note;<br/>Two uses of 'vampiric blood' (burn one to gain a +1d6 on any roll)<br/>Leather boots<br/>Two plain but sturdy scimitars<br/>Zerxel's Enchanted Lingerie<br/>Black leather boots that strap to below her knee<br/>Pale amethyst nipple rings of protection<br/>Two large blood oranges (These delicious and nutritious fruit count as a very filling meal and drink)<br/>Two small meals</div></div>