<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/09/Kashsistersmug.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kashana & Lakashtari<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Breeding Pit cage<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Mini-taur, Gabbie<br/><hr/><br/>Lakashtari's willingness only went so far. Her tight butt panicked partway through two curled fingers and tensed on them. "No, no, no!" Minotaur strength forced in a third finger, a fourth, and Lakashtari's softness sealed tight around her with a squeeze that only made her more satisfying to push into. "It's too big, I don't like it up my butt!" Her breath caught ragged in her throat. She needed to be pushed against the bars of the cage until the metal was against her ribs to give her captor the leverage to fist her. "Hnn! Hnn!" Regardless of whether the minotaur wanted her to have a cock, it was responding the best of any part of her, dripping through the bars.<br/><br/>Kashana during this was terrorized in the corner of the cell and not causing trouble. "Stop, you're hurting my sister!" There was something off about her voice. It wasn't a plea, but a warning that hurting Lakashtari was a bad idea. Still, their paramour didn't seem inclined to listen. Kashana opened her mind to Lakashtari's experience. She shared the aggressive, animal pushing of a monster fist into soft tissue, and felt every full, firm knead of minotaur knuckles. Barely adequate panties soaked through, and her limber legs crossed at uncomfortable angles with a grunt. Through her cringe, she met her sister's eyes. Now?<em>Now.</em><br/><br/>At the moment when the minotaur pushed harder and deeper and meaner into poor Lakashtari, the twin psychics added her to the circuit. It was time for her to feel the same intensity of being fisted by one twice her size.