She had been sodomised on many occasions of course and almost always at her own behest, but never had she thought to accommodate such a monster. Just as she believed the pain could not possibly get any greater, Vulkan's first orgasm burst upon him, making his shaft swell to even larger proportions. His thrusting became deeper and more aggressive so that she was sure that he would butcher her innards and leave her to bleed to death on the hard stone.

But then he was ejaculating into her, in a great, raging torrent that jetted into her with such force that it seemed she could feel his lava flow all the way into her belly. She felt the excess fluids escaping from her to run down the silk of her inner thighs and his motion was suddenly easier within her as the all-enveloping emollient was spread throughout her pulsating guts by his vigorous pumping.

Cautiously at first, the countess began to truly enjoy the fucking of her arse as the pain gradually subsided to be replaced by the familiar pleasure. She rolled her hips upward to their fullest extent, pushing back with her arms, locking her elbows as he thudded into her. Her breathing became harsh and guttural as she grunted at each of his monumental thrusts.

However, there was something else she realised as they rutted hotly together; his copious fluids had ignited a slow, burning deep within her core. A burning that could only to be assuaged by yet another of his incredibly deep thrusts. And so, as the delicious minutes passed, the wanton countess was inexorably drawn down into the concupiscent, addictive miasma fuelled by the satyr's enchanted semen.