What really happened in the Frigid forest
When we last left Professor Bumram, she was being pulled deeper into the Frigid Forest by the rampaging centaurs as her students slipped away. Well now dear readers…the rest of the story.
Two centaurs held each arm of Professor Bumram and drug her further into the forest. As they pulled her, her clothes were being shredded by the nettles and briars on the floor of the forest. They finally came to a stop in a small clearing deep in the middle of the woods.
The sun was fast disappearing over the tops of the tall trees and darkness started to crawl across the canopy of the forest. The two centaurs dropped the professor unceremoniously to the ground. She was not unconscious, but not far from it. Two other centaurs came over and lifted the near lifeless body onto a huge tree trunk that had fallen across the floor of the clearing.
The professor was laid face-up and the centaurs bound her spread eagled across the tree. Her arms were bound at the wrist with some forest vines as were her legs. The centaurs took knives and finished cutting the rest of the professors clothes off.
As the centaurs stood back to look at their handiwork, they realized she was not the most beautiful human they had ever seen. What she lacked in beauty, she made up for with a huge pair of tits and big, thick lips that seemed to be beckoning them. The other centaurs were anxious to have at this human, witch or not. They were waiting for the centaur named Byrne to lead the way.
Byrne strode over to the woman on the log and started to shake her head by yanking her hair. “Wake up,” he said. No response. He shook her harder. “Wake up you bitch,” he yelled. She started to open her eyes and look around.
“Where am I?” she moaned. “How did I get here?”
“You were caught trespassing in our forest,” said Bane. “For that you must be punished.”
She tried to move her arms and legs but found them bound well by the centaurs. “What are your intentions?” she asked. “Do you know who I am?” she continued. “I am the high priestess of Titmammion. I demand that you release me immediately or you shall suffer the gravest of consequences! Are you listening to me?” she bellowed.
“Shut up you dried up cunt!” Byrne screamed back at her. “You are in no position to make any demands at this point. If you are lucky, you might just get fucked to death and die a happy woman, but that remains to be seen.” She did not reply.
“As leader of the centaurs, I, and I alone, will decide your fate.” He reached down and slapped her hard across her exposed breasts. She sucked in her breath at this but held back from groaning. He then took a nipple in between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and pulled the nipples out as far as they would stretch and then released them. He did this a couple of more times and then stopped to watch her reaction.
She screamed from the nipple pulling but her body betrayed her mouth as the nipples started to harden. “You worthless mule!” she screamed at him. “Is that all you’ve got?”
“Don’t call me mule, bitch!” he yelled back. He reared back and slapped her across the tits again. This time he made sure the tips of his fingers swept across the hard nipples as he swung. He leaned down and took one of the nipples in his mouth and started to suck as hard as he could.
As he did so, he felt a hot, sticky, sugary sweet taste in his mouth. That made him suck all the harder and the liquid really seemed to flow from her nipples. He heard her giving out little moans as her body started to quake ever so slightly. He invited the other centaurs over to try the other nipple. He was not about to give his up. The other centaurs jockeyed for position to get at the other tit.
“Oh I see you like my magimilk. Don’t I have enough nipples to go around?” she teased at him. “Let’s see if I can rectify that.” She then started to recite a spell.
Tits swollen and full,
Nipples needing a pull.
