Kerith almost considered giving up and trying a different approach, but her damp, tantalizing pussy pressing against his shaft as she was viciously raped by his steel appendage proved to be irresistible. He thrust again, harder, his powerful body rippling with the effort, and this time he gained a foothold. Hiruka's legs were forced further apart as her smooth mound was forced around his monstrous shaft.

Whatever dark god had forged the minotaur and given it lust for humankind certainly had gentle sex in mind, and Kerith didn't either. His massive body shoved itself between her legs as he pushed himself in farther, redoubling his efforts with each hard thrust. He gave her no mercy, held nothing back as he penetrated further and further into her heated tunnel, not content until he had sheathed his monstrous length completely and the head of his shaft was pummeling her cervix.

The tendril that was raping her ass hadn't relented either. It seemed to react to Kerith's excitement and successful penetration, and it thrust harder and harder into her, in concert with his raging phallus, each stretching her fragile body to its limit.

Her breath caught as the tip pushed into her, parting her lips like a battering ram, driving into her roughly. She screamed, the sound coming out as a wet gurgle with the steel length in her mouth, nearly suffocating her. Her wails of pain grew louder with every savage thrust, her fingers locked in the sheets in a death grip, eyes squeezed shut in utter agony. She felt like he was ripping her in half, the steel appendage in her rear grinding against the thin wall of muscle and tissue separating it from the minotaur's obscene member, the sensations mingling into one large feeling of monstrous, invasive pressure.

The bed rocked violently under the creature's relentless assault, the small girl atop it held in place only by strength of the beasts hands, keeping her defenseless sex and ass in place for his bestial rutting. Hiruka's eyes rolled wildly, her grip on the sheets loosening as the ceaseless punishment broke her focus, drool staining the sheets beneath her painfully stretched out jaw. Her throat raw from screaming, she could only manage hoarse grunts and muffled squeels as the abuse continued, her body acclimating to the pain slowly, her lessons under the cruel hand of X-S emerging, pleasure rising in the agony, the anguish itself becoming desire.

She no longer even thought of resisting, her will broken to his animal passions, letting him take her like a dog...and starting to slowly enjoy it.

Whether her screams were of pain or pleasure made no difference to Kerith, she existed only for his own lust. It took considerable strength to ravage her tight sex, even as it began to loosen and give way to his monstrous shaft. Her moisture was like a balm for his raging member, and the way her sex clung to him, could barely fit him, was delicious. Time wore on and he was in no hurry to climax, he could easily last for hours.

His cybernetic hand continued to hold her in position for his brutal ravaging, but his real one left her thighs, reaching under her bucking body. He was still fascinated by the ring adorning her clit, and his rough finger began to stroke it, play with it. His hand then moved forward, briefly caressing her navel before settling on her breasts, the piercings on her nipple also interesting him. He traced them, squeezed them lightly, moved the rings back and forth.

Hiruka fought the waves of pain, fought to breathe around the invasive steel in her mouth, fought to stay conscious at all. Her pussy slowly accommodated to the monstrous cock pounding into her, her muscles spasming and clenching as they tried to expel the source of her pain, only serving to squeeze the member tighter, giving the beast more pleasure. The rough fingers on her clit sent a nearly electric jolt through her, the sudden rise of pleasure further slicking her cunt with her juices, and arching her back momentarily rigid. She gasped wetly around the tentacle, groaning deeply, hips shivering at the combined feeling of being stuffed to her limit and the new sensation from her clit.

Hglk! Hnnnnnnnnnnn!

Her body relaxed as his fingers left her clit, the pain numbed in the aftermath of the stimulation. She squirmed and mewled into the steel as his large digits found her nipple piercings, her hands weakly trying to move, to stop him, but unable to escape the monster's grasp.

Kerith let out an agreeable moan as he felt her pussy tighten around his bestial cock, and his grip on the girl tightened. Somewhere in the back of his mind he remembered he couldn't hold her too tightly, he could crush her in his bare hands if he wasn't paying attention, and eventually his grip relaxed. The intent wasn't to kill her, simply to use her. If she had been a weaker girl then she would have fainted and dried up at the sight of him, with no hope of surviving the ensuing rape, but she was a fellow warrior. On some level she was drawn to him, his bestial appeal had made her wet, and thus by his thuggish logic, anything he did to her was wholly justified.

His brutal thrusting continued for over an hour with no sign of fatigue or slowing down on the part of Kerith. Eventually his iron will reached its conclusion. Her tight pussy clung to his huge shaft, soaking it, coating it with a wet sheen. The feel of his steel apparatus pressing against his cock through the wall her ass, the sight of her fragile body bucking in rhythm with his assault drove him over the edge. He came, flooding her womb with his seed, the viscous fluid overflowing and dribbling from her sorely used pussy. His thrusting slowed and then stopped, and he withdrew his cock.

It was still erect, the unholy symbol of his potent virility needing no recovery time. The steel tentacles that had previously been raping the girl withdrew quickly, almost guiltily, as if their master had caught them with their tips in a cookie jar.

He seized her shoulders and pulled her toward him. If she thought he was done with her, then he would soon prove her wrong.