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"Minotaurs must not be confused with regular bull and cow furries, they are quite a distinct half-race. [...] Minotaurs are barbaric tribal beasts. They don't have any female in their species, they are all males. They can only have offspring by mating with women from other species, human or furries. Their race live by abducting girls and breeding with them. If these women bear a baby, it is always a son and a a minotaur. Therefore, minotaur tribes are prone to form war parties, raiding nearby villages and abducting every young women they can. When giving birth, these unfortunate women very often die, their wombs torn away by the sharp horns of their newborn son. There is an ancient magic that prevent minotaurs from growing horns while they are in the womb of their mother, saving their mother from this horrible death, but minotaurs seldom use it, and do it only on their very favorite women." --- Excerpts from "The Encyclopedia of Exotic Species" by Pr C.S. Früm

The slave merchant was a grubby old pig who had come a long way out of his route because he knew that minotaurs utually don't clutch very hard at their gold, and it could be relatively easy to make them pay anything for a beautiful woman. The old pig was walking the narrow path with only a couple of his guards, a sullen lizard and a stout and sturdy bulldog. They were escorting a tall lean beautiful female dalmatian in her late teens, wearing only a simple red skirt and a nondescript white blouse. She was relatively clean and in better shape than most of the pig's slave, which was a clear proof that he hoped to make a large amount of money from her. She was walking in the middle of them, her hands tied in her back and a spiked collar fastened around her lovely neck with a long leash tying her to the smelly pig. A tear was running down her cheek from time to time, as she thought of her helpless situation.

The slaver was a lucky pig, this day, because Toro, the chief of the tribe was quick to notice the commotion among his men and went out of his tower as soon as he could. Without him, most of the minotaur warriors could have merrily ripped him up along with his guards for such a slave, rather than thinking to pay him. It was in their nature to do so, despite what their chief had told them about slavers and the proper way to welcome them. Minotaurs are not known to be especially smart. But Toro was an exception: he knew better than killing the slave dealers, because he wanted them to select the finest of the best female furries and to bring them in for him. Of course, his men didn't have the same interest in beautiful females, because they would never come close to these ones. In fact, it was the very mission of the powerful Eunuchs to interpose their plump muscular bodies between the tribe and Toro's harem.

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An hour later, the pig hurried on his way back, barely suppressing the happy smile that was spreading on his face despite his best efforts as he was feeling the weight of the gold in his backpack and heard the small metallic sounds the coins were doing, clinking together.

At the same time, Toro was climbing the stairs to his appartments with the girl in his tow. He just held her leash in his big paw, and he had not told her a single word, yet. The shivering dalmatian followed him without knowing what the future held for her. Toro opened the double door of his appartments and pulled the young canine behind him, introducing her to the entrance hall of his place. He turned toward her, and examined her with an unblinking eye. He muttered to himself "What a pretty little pet bitch we are having here..."

She perked up her ears at his words and looked around uneasily. She established the eye contact for half a second and jolted before lowering her head again. Toro looked intently at her, slowly coming closer, and took her chin in his hand, lifting up her head to better look at her face.

With a small leer curling his hips, he came to her and released her hands from her bonds. She got another glance at him before putting her eyes down, trying to smile and trembling a little, not knowing what to expect from her new master: she had seen him only a couple of minutes so she didn't know yet how she could soften him. She waited, perking up her ears, waiting for his orders, lowering her eyes, trying to look obedient. He pulled on her leash, making her stumble a little. She regained his balance and didn't react much. Toro looked at them and his smirk widened: she was expecting to be used and he would not disappoint her.

He smirked "I don't need a woman... I've plenty of them already... I'd rather have one more dog dog... So you are going to be my bitch."

He reached out his big paw and felt up her curves, rubbing her body lightly through the fabric of her clothes, before palming her small rump and pulling her closer to his large frame, looking at her appreciatively. Releasing the leash, he reached out his other paw and started feeling up her small round breast, rubbing her gently there, his other big paw still on her hip. Her ears turned in every direction as she looked more and more alarmed, waiting for him to say something to release the tension. He looked at her, still smiling, while his large hands grabbed her skirt, fumbling a little to unbutton it while she tried to pulled back a bit.

He let out a small comment with a stern voice: "Bitches don't wear any clothes, let's get rid of these". She frowned and pulled back harder while he unfastened her skirt and removed it, exposing her long shapely legs to his lustful eyes. His gaze glided along her soft fur and he added in an amused tone "I was sure about it.. this pig is so stingy he didn't even give you a panty.." He kept looking at her before repeating "Anyway, bitches don't wear clothes"...

He took his knife from his large belt and brought the sharp tip close to her small dainty neck. She whimpered aloud and shivered harder when she felt the knife. She had never being been treated this way by anyone before, and she was obviously terrified, having no idea what he will do if she does anything wrong even on accident. Keeping his control, he never touched her fur with the blade. Instead, he suddenly cutted through the fabric of the blouse and tore it apart "Bitches don't need any shirt as well". He put back the knife in his belt.

He crouched before her, while his large hand slowly delineated her thighs and legs. He kept running his fingers in her short soft silky fur, stroking lightly her legs, his small smirk still curling his lips.

Stopping for a second, he orders her "Do you understand? You are no longer a furry, you are a dog now... or more precisely you are my pet bitch... You should go on all four and bark a little...". He takes a quirt from his belt, whiping the air to feel the flexible wood rod in his big hand. She pulled back a little, batting her eyes, as his words slowly sank in her, making her tremble a little more. He concluded "... Or do you still need some more training to obey properly?"

Her eyes went wide and she whimpered, tucking her tail between her legs and slowly getting onto all fours. He petted her head "Good little bitch... you are very well trained already as it seems".

He stood up again and looked at his new pleasure slave, enthralled by her beauty. He was already very aroused by this anthropomorphic canine who slowly accepted to act like a feral bitch and he smiled a little more. Petting a little more her head, he said "Good dog... Let's get a little stroll together... follow me on all four... good little bitch", he took a couple of steps at her side, holding her leash and pulling her behind him, slowly walking around the cell and forcing her to follow him. She followed slowly, her head low, and stopped at his side when he stopped. She was trembling and didn't even notice when he reached back to pat her rear. He kept looking at her, evaluating his new catch and finally ordered her "Don't lower your tail like that ! You should wag your tail when you see your master, pretty little thing..." At his words she tried to raise her tail but the terror she felt makes it a lot harder then normal, finally she got in up and wagged back and forth a

few times.

He smiled appreciatively "Good... A good little loving bitch who knows her master already...". He petted her head before rubbing his big hand all over her back. He patted her ass cheek, continuing "In case you don't know why I want so much a little bitch like you..." He brought her to a ring attached to the floor, and he tied her leash to the steel ring, forcing her to keep her head low and close to the floor. "... it's because I'm being zoophilous... I love little bitches like you". He smiled at his own joke, scratching gently the soft fur behind her ear, looking at her naked little body on all four and her head held just above the floor by the short leash.

With a sneer, he removed his belt and his loincloth, exposing his large bull sex, purple and pink, hanging out of his swollen sheath, still getting bigger and longer. He breathed faster at the sight of the tied young bitch on all four before him. She shuddered some more, not looking up at him, her tail returning to the haven between her legs.

He looked at the girl trying to preserve her intimity and smirked more, taking his knife again, he pressed the sharp tip of his blade on the base of her tail "I think I'll have to cut this tail of yours if you keep it this way". He stroked lightly her tail "That'd be a pity to cut it though with such a lovely little tail"... She felt her eyes begin to water up as she choked back the tears. Once again she raised her tail for the male but never once looked up from the floor. He threw the knife with a twist of his hand and the blade stuck itself in the thick wooden door with a satisfying thump noise.

He patted her ass cheek lightly with his big paw, he almost purred in a low voice now "Nice little bitch... good.. you keep your head down, and you stick your little rump up, like the nice submissive little pet you are"... He waited for her to lower even more her head and raise even more tail. He smiled looking at her slender body. "You don't mind if your master uses you for his pleasure ? Bitches loves to please their master, don't they ?" He kneeled behind her and rubbed her small rump with both his hands, panting and blushing as he saw her tail she stuck up so uneasily, so reluctantly, but exposing both her tight little holes now to his eyes glowing from lust anyway... He kept looking at her, making her wait a few seconds, without moving. She shuddered and whimpered softly, knowing there is nothing she can do against this male who is at least three times her combined in strength and weight. She folded her tail slowly over her back to make sure it doesnt end up back between her legs so he wouldn't harm her and she waited her eyes closed.

He smirked a little looking at her tail while she took it away and slowly submitted to his desire. He licked his finger and touched her crotch with a light finger, making her jolt under his touch. Slowly, he touched her lightly all over her littlle sex, rubbing her expertly all over her vulva and all over the little hood hiding her tiny clitoris. She whimpered more, but he kept touching her very lightly in all the right places, with expert gestures, brushing lightly all his wet fingers against her her small clitoris, very lightly, treating her love button for a while before making his fingers more wet to her moist sex and returning to her her tiny erected clit until her body betrayed her and started to react against her will, breathing faster and jerking her hips. A smile spread on his face when he felt the moisture seeping out under his careful and gentle fingers. She flushed and breathed more heavily, not turning her head yet, and his smile turning to a smirk, he continued to rub his finger in and out of her sex while his thumb ran in small circle all over her clit. He removed his fingers from her and carefully licked them, tasting her with an appreciative suck.

He grabbed her hips and bent over her, he pressed his thick veiny tip against her crotch, parting the swollen little lips of her sex with his glans and slowly pushed the thick head of his dick in her little pussy with a deep sigh of sheer pleasure " Oh... You're as tight as a virgin..." He started moving behind her, pounding her little pussy mightily and trying to open it up a little more with every thrust. He started rubbing his large sex in and out of her little cunt, slowly making it his size. She whimpered even more as he took her and closed her eyes, trying not to move too much even though she still trembles a bit. His hearty pounding kept unbalancing her and she had trouble keeping her position so she put her cheek on the cold stone of the floor and let him do what he wanted of her.

He moaned, rubbing heartily his sex in her little slit that slowly relaxed while he used her " your pussy feels great... You're one of the best bitch I ever fucked" He started pounding her a little harder, forcing her to open up to his penetration with stronger thrusts "I've another dog, a rottweiler, a feral male dog.. I'll share you with it... it's such a horny dog... it always needs sex... So you'll never miss a good humping while you're with us". She forced herselft to relax a little, thankful that he is not seeming to be one that intentionally hurts others during sex to satisfy himself. He kept using her, moaning and panting as he took her faster and harder. Betrayed by her body, she moaned out softly, keeping her voice low to avoid him hearing her.

Becoming even more frantic, he thrusted hard, impaling her completely first, then forcing his glans to penetrate her cervix. Finally he forced his whole length in her, making her wince and bleed a little as his hard meat invaded her innards. He started screwing her sweet body with all his shaft, hilting in her juicy pussy with his large bull's dick, looking at his cock going in and out of her, his pink shaft glistening from her juices and streaked with some of her blood. She wasn't a virgin but he was a big boy and it could take her some time to get used to him. Then he started being easier on her, he kept pounding her, bending over her and palming her breast in his large paws, feeling up her breast and massaging it while he kept forcing his large sex in her pussy. He ground his hips against her flat butt a few times to help enlarging her. She licked her lips a bit still looking at the floor but keeps offering more and more willingly her lower body to her master while he fucked her hard.

He kept thrusting in her a few times more, pushing her forward with his weight as he hilts in her pussy again and again, and suddenly, he ejaculated mightily in her tight little sex, lifing up his large head and bellowing madly from pleasure as his big cock penetrated deep in her cervix and spurted huge loads of cum again and again in her womb, deep inside her little body. He kept fondling her breast while he impaled her as deeply as he could and injected all his semen deep inside her, his bellow ending in a load moan of pleasure.

She gasped out as she felt a warm sensation fill her up rapidly, she closed her eyes and her pussy clenched around the shaft as her own orgasm hitted.

His warm panting breath whistled in her ear. And he is was so surprised when her pussy clenched around his cock that he poured out another big load of cum deep inside her womb, his large body bent over her small back shaken in pleasure when he cumed again. "Oh... what a wonderful bitch I have !" He moaned and resumed moving in her little sex, trying to prolong the feeling by rubbing his large glans on her silky walls, now clenching around his cock.

He unmounted her, leaving her ravaged pink crevice yawing wide from the rough fuck. He took a bowl on the table and put it under her sex, now dripping heavily from his bull cum. He grasped her ass cheeks and parted them, getting a great view at her gaping vulva, now opened and dripping from his semen. He makes it fall in the bowl, collecting as much cum as he can from her overloaded little sex, looking at her raw pussy still convulsing and dripping from his goo. His own sex was still very hard and throbbing, now glistening from her vaginal juices, but still ready for anything.

He put the bowl under her muzzle and snarled "Here is your breakfast baby, you were a good girl, you can eat now..." and he kept looking at her, pressing his fingers behind her scruff, pushing down her muzzle in the dog bowl full of his bull's goo until she backed off in revulsion, only to be restrained by the leash on her collar. He kept her that way for a couple of seconds, looking at her dismay and her horrified face, then he took pity of her. "Okay that's enough"...

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He went down in the basement, pulling her behind him, grasping her arm with his big paw and forcing her to come with him.

"the place of a bitch like you... is ... in my kennel". He opened the grating before them as his war dogs cautiously shrank back with respect to their master. They barked heartily from the corner of the room when he pushed the poor girl in the kennel, making her fall on her knees before locking the door in her back with a loud clang. The alpha dog, a huge muscular rottweiler was obsviously worried by her intrusion in his territory. He trotted toward her and kept looking at her with cruel eyes, his ears perked up. He emitted a low threathening growl before extenting his neck and trying to breathe her scent. The anthro-dalmatian girl cowered and stood back, moving back on her knees until she found her back pressed against the locked grid. The alpha dog threatened her away with a louder growl and braced himself ready to jump at her throat.

Toro explained her with a small smirk:

"This one would kill anyone but his master... He is going to taste at your flesh". The dog took another step toward her "Unless you distract him, of course... the only thing this filthy dog likes more than blood is anthro-sex" and he laughted. Her eyes went wide as his word sank in her consciousness.

A single tear fell on her cheek and she understood she had no choice. Slowly, reluctantly she dropped on all four and exposed her side, lowering her head in sign of defeat, the smell of her vaginal juices mixed with Toro's bull semen pervaded the air. The dog could'nt possibly miss it.

The dog smelled a few more times, smelling sex on her and he yelped happily, no longer certain if he should tear her apart ... or make her his bitch... Slowly, tentatively, the dog started wagging its tail a little. Toro stayed by the grid and looked with a small smirk curling the corner of his lips.

The dog wagged his tail even more, opting for a more friendly attitude and coming closer, it licked the back of her shoulder, with his large wet dog tongue, while the girl shivered from fear and revulsion, anticipating what was bound to happen next, another single tear ran accross her cheek and fell on the floor but she emitted no sound. The dog pressed his cool muzzle on her hip and breathed deeply to take in her sweet female scent as long as the musky smell of the male who just took her, then, he went behind her and nuzzled her lightly between her legs, rubbing her messed groin, reaching out his large supple

tongue and cleaning some of the mess Toro just made of her. She quivered a little, but she gritted her teeth and stayed in place.

The dog was now very aroused and soon became more insistant, brushing his side on her leg. It started nuzzling her lightly on her thigh, before he reached out his muzzle and started nibbling her very lightly at the base of her tail, right on the sensitive spot. Outraged, she closed her eyes and shivered more, but she started to flag her tail under the gentle nibbling, partly against her will.

The dog breathed faster as it looked at her beautiful body, already forced by her master. It wagged its tail faster, quivering from desire, its muscle twitching at the sight of the alluring female. Its sheath was already swollen and the pink tip of his veiny sex already showed up out of it. Its tongue hanged out of its open mouth as it started panting, looking at her with eyes bright from

lust.

Then it lowered its head in her groin and gave a long lick all over her little crotch, licking all the length of her soft folds with his large supple tongue before he concentrated on her clit again, at the top of her sex. He gave her a few more licks there, before he gives her another wet lick all over her vulva. She jolted in surprise but remained there, frozen, her eyes tightly closed, keeping the position, trying to save her life by giving the alpha dog whatever distraction it needed so he would allow her in its territory. After a minute or so, she couldn't help but felt some relaxing effect from the dog's attention and wetness started welling up in her again.

The dog loved anthro girls even more than its own kind and kept licking her eagerly as its pulsating pink sex becomes longer and harder between his rear legs. She let out a small sigh, her body starting to react and she did her best to relax even more, telling herself she had no choice but going through that, hoping that it would be short and not too painful. She couldn't control the sob that shook her body, for the greater pleasure of Toro who was peering at the scene. She kept crying until her sobs

were cut by a small moan of surprise as the dog rubbed its tongue exactely where it gave her the most pleasure, she turned her head and looked at the big pink veiny dog's knot already hanging between its leg and she greeted her teeth, knowing that it would hurt in her raw pussy after what the minotaur just did to her. She spread a littel more her legs, giving more room to the dog's tongue, hoping its soothing effect on her raw pussy would make the rest of it easier.

The dog took advantage of the extra room. It tilted its head so the tip of his tongue could penetrate deeper the entrance of her small cunny, licking her pink slit and he kept tasting her juices and lapping eagerly her pussy, then it concentrated again its licking on her clit. It avidly licked it for a while, making all her groin wet with his saliva and clean from the large amount of bull's goo that messed it an instant before, and he finished by tickled her tailhole with the tip of his tongue, licking a few times her tight little ass, before he resumed running his tongue all over her soft folds and again, all over her little clit. She moaned a little louder, lowering her head and sticking up her little ass a little higher, encouraging it to do it as soon as possible so it would be over sooner.

The dog's rigid member pulsated from desire as she slowly lowered her upper body. Obeying her implicit invitation, it came over her, putting his forepaw on her shoulder, straddling her, its throbbing sex came closer between her parted legs. It lowered its tail and braced its haunches, bringing his veiny sex closer against her wet crotch. Then it started moving its hips vigourously and she could feel its large pole pressing randomly on her groin, thighs and rump and belly, while its large knot looked for the entrance of her pussy. Its ears were crouched in frustration and the dog kept pushing randomly, harder and harder, trying to penetrate her but missing it.

The minotaur scoffed at her "You should help it before it makes it angry and it bites you hard"

The dog reached out its head and started licking her scruff and neck, and even nibbling her very lightly behind her ears while he desperately kept pushing randomly between her thighs. Then, suddenly, he found the right angle and felt the entrance of her wet slit encompassing the tip of his dick, it gasped as it braced even more its haunches and pushed some of his length between her welcoming wet walls. It quivered from pleasure while she yelped in pain, the dog's knot rekindling the sharp pain she felt since Toro used her.

Then the dog started pounding her fast, humping her more and more energically, its veiny dog knot re-opening her up and impaling her deeply everytime it shoves it in her wet pussy. The dog's tongue hanged out of his open mouth while its hips moved energically, trying to feel the depth of her pussy with its sex, a very large for such a feral dog... She yelped once more in pain and she braced herself to mimimize it, arching her rump until it became easier for her, and she stayed there, unmoving,

crying silently, offering her lower body to the dog's abuses, letting the wild beast pound savagely her raw pussy now numbed by too much pain.

She groaned as the beast repositionned itself and straddled her more deeply and more painfully, and she adjusted her

own position so it had more room to move in her and so it could hurt a little less. She held still as she found the right angle and she felt it slide its sex deep inside her slit, moving back and forth in her. Breathing fast, her eyes tightly closer, she braced herself trying to get used to this dog body on hers, but not quite succeeding at that.

The dog became very frantic, humping her madly, pounding her with his member coated with her inner lubricants, and some of her blood the thick dick drawn from her raw pussy. It pounded her harder, shaking her and pushing her forward, and that seemed to annoy it. Then he stopped for one second and delicately took her neck between his powerful jaws to keep her in place while his pole resumed hammering her pussy even harder.

The dog's tongue hanged longer and longer out of its mouth until suddenly, he couldn't last anymore. It took her neck again between its powerful jaws and impaled her with all his meat, shoving all his length in her tiny pussy, thrusting in her as deeply as he can, and sending out hot strings of warm sticky cum deep inside her pussy as he cums again and again deep inside her sex.

Its body soon became limp as it still straddled her, impaling her with all his pole. He cummed one last time deep in her pussy and his knot starts swelling inside her, stretching even more her overworked little sex, almost quartering her as it kept swelling, tying them together. She yelled when she felt the dog's meat expanding her even farther than the minotaur shaft had done and she lost her control, her small body was shaken by sobs while the dog, still enjoying itself mounted her deeply, his knot deeply stuck inside her. Toro laughed out loudly as she yelled and cried under the dog.

She whimpered softly as she felt its hot seed inside her. She felt it spread inside her as she slowly recovered from the sharp pain. Held by the dog with his teeth on her neck she let her head hang even lower, her hair spreading on the floor, her cheek pressed against the cool stone.

Whining even more at the stretching of her sex she slowly settled into waiting for it to shrink again inside her. After a few seconds, the dog opened its jaws and released her neck, it groaned from pleasure It licked her back, and it panted, his tongue still hanging from his open mouth. As soon as the dog released her neck, the dalmatian girl collapsed completely on the ground. The dog lay on her, it was still in her and she kept her rear up as she cried even more her small body shaken by her sobs.

The dog body became limp, and it weighed down on her back, it moved its hips a little moire, moving his knot deep inside her as it was still deeply stuck in her vagina and it whined from pleasure, panting even more, feeling their body tied and seamlessly united. It kept licking her back, moving its hips, trying to pump even more her ravaged sex, happy to be tied with this girl while she yelped again in pain.

Suddenly the dog pulled back hard and teared its large knot from her overworked pussy with a loud plop and a frustrated yelp. She cried in pain again and wriggled a little on the floor, her body once again agitated by convulsive sobs while the dog fell on all four behind her and started licking her gaping pussy, dripping from his cum and from some of her blood. The dog kept soothing her with its large supple wet tongue, her sobs slowly ebbed while the dog was cleaning some of the mess and relieving some of her pain between her parted legs.

The dog tilted its head so his tongue entered deeper in her small sex and he kept licking her eagerly and with great care. Its knot, red from her blood and slick from her inner lubricants now hanged between his rear legs, now almost limp. She stayed there on the cold stone, lying limp on the floor, making no effort to move, too exhausted and humiliated to care about anything.

Toro slowly turned its back on the kennel "Okay... now you made the acquaintance of my alpha dog, I'm sure you'll be safe in your new quarters... Take your ease in your new appartments and don't worry, I will not let you there for long. I'm sure i will soon need the services of a nice little bitch..."

The dog kept licking her carefully, pressing his cold muzzle on her crotch and ass as his tongue works hard all over her pussy and the little ring of her tailhole, removing every stain on her silky fur, while she quivered, still limp, beyond pain and exhaustion. Toro decided to let her sleep there this night before he'd take her from the kennel and bring her to his harem.