You try to run out of the clearing only to slow to a stop when you hear the sound of Satyr pipes call to you. Your body begins to betray you as your mind cries for it to stop, only to rage in silent frustration as you turn and slowly saunter back towards the lead Satyr.
He seems to be smiling smugly as he plays his pipes, watching as your gaze begins to fixate on one rather large, impressive part of his anatomy. You kneel before him on the soft field of grass, drooling slightly as one of your hands reaches towards his massive member.
Your mind begins to float as you fall further under the sway of the music, able to watch yourself fall under the Satyr's spell but unable to do anything to stop it. Soon your lips wrap around his shaft, your head bobs up and down while one of your hands strokes him gently. Your other hand slips under your bikini bottom, fingering yourself while you savor the taste and feel of Satyr cock.
Soon your juices are flowing freely, your bikini bottom soaked completely through. The Satyr smiles as you feel yourself rise up to your feet, your hands tearing the soaked bottom from your body and throwing it to the side. You find yourself crossing your arms on a large rock, laying over it with your legs spread apart causing your ass to rise into the air. You find yourself resting your head on your arms as you are afloat in a sea of horniness from the Satyr's music. Your mind struggles between screaming, and moaning in pleasurable sensation.
You feel the Satyr's stiff cock slide into your well lubricated pussy as he takes you from behind. You hear your body moan in ecstasy as he pumps in and out of you. You lose all sense of time as you are awash in pleasure, orgasm after orgasm shattering your body until you scream in delight as his cock erupts, spilling cum and sperm into you.
The Satyr stops playing long enough to speak. "You will make an excellent mother for my children," he says as he smiles down at you, keeping you pinned between his body and the rock. "It is so rare we find beautiful human women to breed with, we shall have to keep you around as long as we can." His eyes twinkle as he brings his flute back to his lips. |