Forced To Breed With The Dungeon Beasts (Monster Breeding) by A.J. Hamilton

‘ This
is going to be the best vacation EVER!’ Amy Trent squealed as she
drove the rental car along the tree-lined road that led to the
English village of Slaybury. She and her best friend Sally Wyndham
had been driving since they had landed at the airport in London
four hours ago. Their homes in central New York seemed like a
distant memory now they were surrounded by English hills and
trees.
    ‘It seems like a long
way to come to see a tiny village,’ Sally said from the passenger
seat. She had a large map unfolded on her knees and she studied it
carefully, tracing every twist and turn in the road. ‘The village
is hardly even on the map…just its name and a tiny dot of
buildings.’
    ‘Hey,’ Amy said
mocking seriousness, ‘that tiny dot is where my dad’s ancestors
come from. I have great grandparents buried in the cemetery. So
please be more respectful of my roots.’
    Sally rolled her eyes.
‘Just so long as there are hot guys there. We could have spent this
vacation on a beach sunning our bods and having guys hit on us.
Instead, we’re going to be in a village looking at the ancient
roots of your family tree.’
    ‘You’re forgetting
something, Sally…the freaking castle!’
    Looking up from the map, Sally seemed blasé about the whole
castle thing. ‘Yeah, a castle. Big whoop.’
    Amy shook her head at
her friend. Her long blond locks tumbled over her blue eyes and she
brushed them away. ‘You need to get some culture in you, girl!’
    ‘I need to get
something in me all right,’ Sally replied, ‘but it ain’t
culture.’
    ‘Sally!’ Amy sounded
disgusted.
    ‘Well you may be into
castles and history and all that shit but I’d rather have a
muscular Englishman bend me over and take me hard from behind.’
    ‘Sally!’
    ‘I
wonder if Englishmen have big cocks.’
    Amy locked her eyes on
the road ahead and remained quiet.
    ‘Oh come on, I’m just
kidding you. You really need to lose that nerd exterior, Amy.
Remember how you got teased in High School?’
    ‘High School is over.
I don’t need to remember how I got bullied by a bunch of cruel
girls. We’re women now and we should act more grown up.’
    ‘You’ve always acted
the same…like you’re afraid of boys and the whole sex thing.’
    Amy shrugged. ‘I’m
just saving myself for when I meet the right man.’
    ‘You’ll never meet him
if you avoid the male population at all costs.’
    ‘I do not avoid the
male population. I see Denny regularly.’
    ‘Yeah, to play video
games. And you only see him online. Seriously, Amy, you need to
loosen up some.’ She consulted the map. ‘Take a left turn up
ahead.’
    A tiny wooden sign
with the word “Slaybury” painted on it in black paint was the only
indication of the nearby village. Amy took the turn and they found
themselves on a narrow road bordered with high hedgerows and thick
stands of trees.
    ‘Your dad’s family
come from a village in the middle of nowhere,’ Sally announced. She
laid her head back on the headrest and closed her eyes. She was
pretty, with dark hair that reached her shoulders in light curls
and dark brown eyes that seemed able to enchant guys. Amy wished
she had Sally’s confidence with the opposite sex. She just felt so
awkward around boys. So she hid her figure in loose-fitting
clothing and wore thick-rimmed glasses to hide her face as best she
could. She didn’t want her life to be like this, timid and quiet,
but she couldn’t be any other way. She knew that nothing could
change her.
    Little did Amy know that in a few hours, she would be on her
knees naked in a dungeon begging to be fucked by a huge ugly beast
while she stroked a second beast’s thick cock with her small
fingers and waited obediently for it to cum over her
tits.
    Sighing, she drove
into the village of Slaybury and parked in a small gravelled area
near a handful of shops.
    ‘We’re here,’ she said
to Sally.
    Her friend woke up and
looked around. ‘This is it? A pub and a few