A Stronger Touch Part 2

I was slightly stunned, looking at the hulking muscles on the Minotaur before me. He looked down at me, and I barely registered the surroundings as I looked up at him. I looked up towards the snout of the Minotaur and gulped, feeling a little overwhelmed looking at him. I looked down, and I saw his sizeable bare chest with muscles covering his upper torso, and that feeling of being overwhelmed hit me again.

Then my brain stopped for a second, almost going through a restart. I began to think, and I knew that he could if he wanted to tear me apart. I shouldn't think like that, though. It hit me like a truck what the most fundamental lesson was here.

I would never be the strongest in the room. I might not even be the smartest in the room.

I didn't need to be, though. I wasn't aiming to be that. I was the charming person that inhibited their ability to think clearly. They get horny around me and inhibit their ability to think correctly around me. That was what I aimed for. That was the build of what I was in this world, and trying for anything else would be stupid. I don't need more strength. I need more charm and polish my ability to use that to my advantage through whatever means available to me.

This was the moment, and I felt myself starting to take in the Minotaur's actual appearance instead of being intimidated. Mistress would kill this Minotaur if he tried to kill me for no reason. He probably wanted me to be rough with him in some form of the way as well. No, I could do what I wanted, and I began to smile instead of being overwhelmed.

"Name?" I asked my tone, making the question almost a statement, not allowing the minotaur to think that he was in control in this room. It was a statement of both dominance as well as a question.

"Mythos," The deep voice came from the hulking minotaur from above me as he looked down at me. I was looking up into dark black eyes with two large curved horns. His nostrils flared with a gold nose ring through the middle of his nose. I looked up at him, and I felt annoyed looking up at him. I didn't allow that annoyance to be seen as I gazed up at him.

"For now, I am your Mistress, and you will treat me with the respect of one, Mythos," I said, my tone taking on an authority that I had not used in a long time since I was working in my business.

Mythos looked at me slightly surprised and nodded seemingly without thought. He then shook his head, and I noticed a mane of brown hair move behind his head, and I took a step back to look at the room around me more. There were doors all around, and they each had words on them with them, and I saw a note on them with the name of something, and there were six doors. The room was wooden, and there was a large door behind me; I turned around to look at that wall, and I knew that was the exit of the room.

I looked at the hulking mass of muscle again, and I didn't really see anything in this room. Suddenly, I heard Mythos speak, "Mistress, Queen Mistress, said that each of these rooms holds the toys to play with me. I would love it if you chose one to play with me on." I looked up at Mythos and felt the excitement. Mistress did not give me someone to play with that didn't have expectations, and I didn't know if this was going to be difficult or easy.

It didn't matter, and I looked at the doors. Each had something different on it, and I wondered if I was allowed to move from room to room. I was thinking too much, though, and I turned to look at decided to be done with it.

"Very well," I said, and I looked at the door names.

Sounding

Magic

Whipping

Piercing

Animal

Denial

Each door was wooden with a label, and I didn't know what they were. I felt like it was a lottery thing, and I opened the door to Whipping. I looked inside, and I wasn't transported, and I heard a slight groan that was quickly covered upcoming from Mythos. I opened the door, and I looked inside. It was a mostly empty room in the center, but the sides of the room were whips. Lots of whips and many floggers with thick steel chains lining the roof.

My eyes widened, and I realized what whips could be for me to use. I thought in my head quickly, and I realized that it would maximize my little amount of strength. But I closed the door turning away from that door closing it behind me.

"Not today for that," I said with a smile, hiding my lack of knowledge on how to use whips. Mythos tried not to show relief, but I saw it anyways. Mythos didn't seem to like that type of pain, or maybe it was something else. I didn't know, so I moved on to the next door, and I thought I realized that these were all suits of different forms of domination as I opened the Animal labeled door.

With a creak, the door opened, and there was no foul smell like I was expecting, but I was surprised. Instead, it was a large grassy area with a large corner and tons of different restraints. It was a farm almost with everything needed to train someone to act like a pet. I didn't even register that it didn't make sense with just the sheer size of the room that it couldn't fit.

My mind blanked, and I couldn't picture what to do with Mythos in that room, and he seemed even happier that we weren't doing something along those lines as I closed the door. I thought it might be interesting, though, with someone like that High elf Mistress got me to play with. She could use some humility, and It was like a thunderbolt hit me on what it was for. It was a humiliation for making someone into something no longer intelligent but an animal with nothing like Pride.

I liked that thought for some reason to put someone with great pride down. I knew some of the executives in the past I had to work with when dealing with companies this would have been fun with. I shook my head, though, and I opened the Magic door.

I looked at everything inside and just closed the door. Mythos sighed, and I crooked an eye at him. "Sorry, Mistress, I do like some of those machines, though," He said, looking at me only to look away from a little as he confessed at the end. I could have sworn that he was blushing too, but I had nothing to make sure of that as I looked at him.

"Hmm," I said thoughtfully, "Why don't you show me the room with your favorite then Mythos," I replied and realized that I never even thought of simply asking him.

The smile painted his face as he realized that I meant the question, but that sense of blush deepened as he slightly looked away. He pointed at a door, and it said, sounding on it. I could feel the embarrassment coming off of him, like he was confessing something very shameful.

"I see," I said simply as I walked over there, and I could feel his excitement. I reached the door quickly, and the hulking mass of muscle seemed to be shivering in both excitement and something else as I reached it. I opened the door, and I saw a large table with restraints on it. I looked, and there was a cart full of things that I couldn't quite see it was full of. There were also cabinets, and I thought I saw some things that were in the magic room.

I wanted to shrug, but instead, I stepped in confidently before turning to look at Mythos, "On the table without that scrap cloth on your legs," I ordered, and I saw his teeth. I moved inside deeper as I heard not a single sound as he entered in behind me. I turned to see the Mythos losing his raggy pants, showing a very large cock between his legs. It was starting to grow hard, and I widened my eyes. This thing was a monster cock through and through. It was huge.

It hung to his knees, and it seemed solid with a head banking out, unlike the cocks I normally have seen. It was different, and he blushed as I looked at his cock while I felt my face heating. "Mistress," He said in the silence, and I looked up at his face.

"Did I change my orders?" I asked him purposefully, making my voice hard. I turned around, and I took a breath when I looked at all these different, thin, long rods. There were many types of them fashioned in different ways. Some had beads, some were balls, and they were in a variety of different styles, and some were attached to other things.

I turned to look at the table, and Mythos had silently laid on the table, and he looked at me with those pitch-black eyes. His long muzzled mouth smiled at me, and although I couldn't read his expression well, I could feel the excitement. I picked up a long twirling rod that twisted all the way down, and I could see Mythos body shiver. His cock was hard and twitched up, but the weight and size of it kept it facing down to his knees. I lifted his cock, which felt heavy, and I saw the large spheres that here his balls under them. The cock must be three inches wide at the least, and the head looked to have another inch. It was a monster, and it must be at least twenty inches in length.

There was no way I was taking this deep inside me since I felt like it was too much for me no matter what. His legs moved, though, and I heard a small sound above me. "I see I will be enjoying some fun here," I said, and his cock twitched in excitement at the statement that he was here for my fun. His anticipation made me hard, making the atmosphere thicker, and I realized what these rods were for.

They were too thin for anything else but his urethra. I personally felt an aversion to this, but I wasn't the one who picked the room. He was anticipating this, and He told me he was; I would see what I could do. One thing I didn't want to do was disappoint Mistress, and so I let go of his monster cock, and I reached down his brown-furred leg feeling the softer than I expected fur under my hand as I reached his leg before pulling the restraints over his feet. I locked one foot and moved to the other, and I could feel him shiver as I latched the other leg, locking it to the table.

I moved up to his head, and I smiled down into his eyes, feeling my control over this massive creature. I felt my power over him, and my cock hardened even more inside my dress. I saw a gag on the table built-in, and I smirked. "Well, Mythos, Let me know if you need me to stop," I smirked, and I brought the restraint over his head, and it muzzled him. I saw his eyes widen, and I restrained his hands.

With all that, I was now in control of this massive creature. He was a Minotaur, and he could easily crush me standing. Now he was at my discretion, and I felt a shiver of excitement. Not the type that got me hot and heavy like Victoria with that dark look, but I liked this. I moved back over to the table full of tools, and I found something to lather the device when I saw a piece of paper under a rod with some string attached to it with a box at the end of the line.

I read it:

To My little disciple. I see you found how easy this Mythos is willing to show you what his favorite thing is. Not every time do you need to find out what it is that they like. I am glad you figured that out. The next part is learning something quickly. I am watching with a nice little slave buried between my legs. I am looking forward it.

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Quest Update: A Stronger Touch Part 3

Mistress is pleased that you have found Mythos favorite room without much trouble or borrowing it. Now she is looking for a show that will help the slave between her legs get her off.

Quest Reward: Mistress's Happiness, ???

Consequences for Failure: Mistress will be very disappointed

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I didn't move for a second before my spine straightened, and I found a bottle of liquid I was sure was some form of lube and turned to Mythos.

Both excitement and nervousness as I moved to play with the hulking muscular Mythos. My cock twitched as I thought about riding his cock and teasing him despite how huge it was, and I lifted it in the air with my hand on the head, hearing a soft moan as I felt its weight.

It didn't matter what Mistress wanted to me at this moment, though. I wanted to have some fun with this Giant cock that no human could have.