"Mother, why is there no record of a successful mating between the Minotaur and a royal princess?"

"Hush dear, one should not ask such questions."

"Why?"

"You are intelligent, you will know why and why you must never mention it again."

"Why must I mate with the Minotaur if there is no conception?"

"Would you hold yourself above all the royal maidens that must endure? Would you have them think they too could avoid their duty?"

"Please, I need to know?"

"Not now, after your mating, we may talk about it but you will be Queen and you must never discuss this with anyone.

Hush now, the priestess will be here to prepare you for your initial mating so that you can accept the Minotaur."

The two priestess' soon entered the room and without fanfare, began to disrobe the Royal Princess.

When she stood nude before them, they began to closely inspect her body in an impersonal manner. Her nipples stood proud from the small breast above the slim waist and hips that framed a lightly covered Mons Venus.

"You are almost boyish, we have much work ahead if you are not to be injured by the Minotaur."

"Drink this, it will help with what we must do."

She drank the sweet tasting potion and was directed to the raised bed on which she gladly reclined on as her ability to focus seemed to vary.

The younger priestess tugged at her hips until she was positioned with her knees at the end of the firm bed. Her legs were then spread and knees rose until her tiny feet were able to be placed on the end of the bed.

The older priestess began an almost silent chant as she began to lightly rub the Royal Princess's breast causing an almost immediate fire to start burning between her open legs. She felt her tender nether lips being spread open to the cool air, slightly jumping as the priestess positioned between her legs started lightly brushing her with what felt like a soft feather. The fire burned hotter as a flush spread from her open legs to her breast and cheeks. Within minutes, her body shuddered and her vagina fluttered causing her to almost faint with the wonderful feeling that flowed like sweet wine through her body.

It must be the potion she thought as she slowly calmed slightly embarrassed by the amount of moisture she felt flowing from her vagina to the bed below channeled by the almost sixteen year old buttocks. The vaginal flow was warm but cooled quickly as it found it way to the bed.

She jumped as the priestess pressed a finger into her, causing the fire to rekindle. She could feel the finger as it explored her vagina causing some stretching and slight pain as it encountered her hymen.

"It is good that you produce so much fluid, oils will not be necessary when you mate. Now we must remove the barrier and prepare you for the Minotaur's member. This will hurt but it will soon vanish. Are you ready?"

She slowly nodded her head as she felt the finger withdraw and a cool object touch her opening.

It was moved up and down her lips a few times and then the tip was introduced. Her body shuttered again as the feeling of fullness drove the fire to new heights, her body responding by trying to force her hips against the object. Then there was a determined movement of the object into her and a sharp pain raced from her vagina to almost immediately disappear as sweet fullness invaded her causing another outpouring of fluids and a butterfly like fluttering of her vagina.

"Oh, Oh blessed Mother of all, thank you. It is the most wonderful feeling." she exclaimed as she felt her body relax and she slipped into a quiet sleep.

She awoke to feel warm cloths and cool hands washing her labia. She was then turned on her side as a priestess spread her buttocks and continued the cleaning.

She could not believe how mellow yet excited she felt. She was weak but in a good way and she quietly awaited the completion of the tender cleaning.

The priestess finished their duties and handing her a simple cloth robe bade her move to a more comfortable reclining chair where fruit and wine awaited her.

When she had consumed her fill, the priestess moved to the door and opened it. Ten bronzed young men in loin clothes filed into the room, lining up facing her. She gasped as she focused on the hardened muscular bodies, the strong arms, well developed chest and ridged stomachs, slim hips and strong legs. Adonis times ten.

At a signal from the older priestess, the young gods dropped the loin clothes exposing semi-erect members that were much larger than she had ever imagined. Her eyes devoured every detail of the young men and when she motioned for them to turn away, they turned in unison exposing tight muscular buttocks that could drive the penis hanging between their legs in strong powerful strokes.

The ten spoke not a word as the priestess dismissed them. As they reached for the loin clothes at their feet, the Royal Princess could feel the fire rekindling and the sweet nectar flowing from her.

"You will be very tender for the next day or so but on the third day you must be prepared to mate with as many of these young warriors as possible, you must be with child by the time you mate with the Minotaur. The young men will be the only ones allowed to give you child, but you must never speak of them to your hand maidens, your friends and your husband to be.

Your husband to be must believe that your first child is the product of the mating with the Minotaur and that he is the father of all your following children. We will be with you at all mating, except for the mating with the Minotaur, and will make sure that your husband to be does not put you with child.

Your first girl child will follow in your footsteps and become Queen when she mates with the Minotaur.

The temple may select other suitable men to mate with you should you, or we, decide any of the chosen ten are not satisfactory.

You have one cycle in which to become with child before your mating with the Minotaur. You will mate with as many of the ten each day as is possible until that goal is achieved. If you fail to conceive, your sister will in all likelihood become Queen in your stead.

You and each of the ten will be given a daily potion to insure that the male offerings will be plentiful and strong and that you will be most receptive. Rest now, we will return on the third day."

The Queen entered the room as the priestess departed, not looking directly at her, moving to one side, gazing out the window.

"Mother the man I've called father all my life is not?"

"That is true," came the hesitant reply.

"Do you have ten in attendance?"

"Yes."

"Is one of them my father?"

"Yes, although I know not which."

"Why is the Queen's consort not allowed to conceive with the Queen?"

"The consort is chosen from the successful mating of maidens with the Minotaur that is why your children must not be conceived by the Minotaur. It is also why certain maidens, those conceived by the Minotaur, are not allowed to marry any of the potential consorts.

We must do all possible to avoid the madness in the Royal line that preceded the assent of the Queen as the ruler.

You must not disclose any of this and you must continue to honor my consort as your father as he has indeed honored you as his daughter since the day you were born."

"Why ten?"

"The consort has other duties to perform and is not always available to meet my needs. Rest now."

On the third morning the two priestess arrived shortly after the morning meal. The took charge of the Royal Princess, leading her to one of the many rooms in the Queens area of the Castle.

When she entered the room her attention was drawn to the padded odd looking split chair that occupied a prominent area of the room. The chair was designed in a somewhat reclining inverted 'L' shape. There were two legs with padded rest which she assumed were for her knees, the legs formed a vee with the rounded and padded area where her waist would be if she were lay on it.

The portion where her upper body would rest sloped downward with restraints that would enclose her shoulders relieving any pressure on her abdomen. There was an open head rest which would allow her to look back between the vee. The thought of what was about to occur kindled the fire she had first experienced two days before.

"This chair is the same as the chair that will restrain you during your mating with the Minotaur.

Please drink this potion, disrobe and we will position you on the chair."

The potion was the same as the previous potion but must have been more potent as she felt the fire burn more fiercely. By the time she had disrobed, she could already feel the vaginal fluids flowing down her legs.

She stepped to the chair, placed her knees in the padded rest and leaned forward. She was pleased to see there were openings for her breast.

With a few adjustments to the shoulder restraints and the head rest, she found it quite comfortable.

"The potions we have given each of the ten is quite powerful, they will do their duty quickly and will be ready to perform again within only a short rest. We will monitor your condition so that no harm befalls you.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes."

The younger priestess prepared a table nearby with a basin of warm water, towels, and sponges.

She then stepped behind the chair and using a warm cloth, wiped the excess fluid from the princess' legs.

The princess lowered her head and looked under the chair to area of the vee, she could see her pubic patch framed by the vee. She then noticed a mirror behind the chair which gave her a view of her slim legs leading to her spread buttocks and the center of the fire growing in her. The lips of her womanhood were a warm reddish pink and her vagina was slightly open. Even her rosebud was visible.

She couldn't resist, she reached with one hand to touch herself, sending an electric charge through her body and causing the flow from her vagina to run down her legs.

A slight turn of her head showed another mirror set opposite the chair giving her a good view of her profile. She was pleased with the beauty of her body, her bottom prominent in this raised position.

Her admiration of the view was interrupted when the priestess walked to a wall cabinet, unlocked the door of the cabinet and opened it to reveal a passageway in which stood one of the ten, nude, standing tall with a penis that shot upward from his loins. She watched it bounce as he stepped from the cabinet and walked towards the chair. She estimated the length as two of her small hand spread and placed together.

She quickly looked between her spread legs as he stepped behind her. He stopped, looking at the treasure exposed before him, reaching forward and caressing her buttocks.

"Do you duty." sternly ordered the older priestess.

She watched as the young man took hold of the hard penis, bending it down and stepping forward. He pulled back on the shaft, exposing a helmet like head, dripping with a fluid that glistened in the soft light of the room.

She felt the head touch her and held her breath in anticipation. She saw the hips of the young man flex forward and felt the head enter her, filling her with a fire that raced through her body causing a delicious sweat to coat her body. She watched as the penis slowly entered her, filling her, consuming her until the scrotum bounced against her pubic bone touching her exposed nub, causing her vagina to convulse. She watched, transfixed as the penis slowly withdrew, hoping it would not pop out.

Her fluids poured down her legs, dripping from the pads that cradled her knees.

The young man flexed forward again, filling her again. She felt every portion of the penis as it entered, the flared head, the veins, the hard ridges, the fullness in her abdomen, the pressure against her diaphragm.

The young man leaned forward, bringing his hard body into contact with her buttocks, filling her crack with heat. He reached forward cupping her firm breast, massaging the rock hard nipples while at the same time increasing his rhythm, withdrawing and pounding into her with an urgency that was not to be denied. Her body shook with each stroke, her buttocks squashed, his hard body slamming into her exposed rosebud. His balls slapping against her pubic bone and clitoris.

She felt him swell and then the quick in stroke as his hands withdrew from her breast, his body straightening, his hand grabbing her hips pulling himself further into her followed by a hot blast into her vagina, a flood that drove her over the edge, causing her to briefly faint.

Her recovery was quick as the storm subsided, the young man still pressed strongly into her as she felt her cervix dipping, rubbing against the helmet buried within her, trying to reach the pool of hot liquid just deposited.

She watched as the young man withdrew, an audible plop as the beautiful penis fell from her vagina, trailing a sticky rope of white fluid..

"This way." commanded the older priestess as the younger swabbed her bottom with warm wash clothes.

She heard the priestess walk to the wall cabinet, opening it. She turned her head in time to see another hard penis bouncing as the next young man walked to her rear.

She watched in the mirror opposite, seeing the young man stroke his penis, exposing the head. She watched as he entered her, stimulated to more vaginal convulsion induced by both the physical act of the penis expanding her as well as the visual image of a long hard penis slowly pushing into her depths driven with firmness by tightly clinched muscled buttocks. She watched as he slowly withdrew, feeling the pressure in her body subsided only to return as he stroked into her again.

She watched and memorized each feeling, both visual and physical, as he continued to serviced her until he too, could no longer contain his seed and exploded within her, sending another hot wave through her vagina and into her uterus.

When the young man was escorted from the room, a warmed sponge was placed in her gaping vagina and she was helped from the chair so that she could take some refreshments while being cleaned.

"I think we will schedule the remainder, two at a time every two hours. You will mate with each every day until the time your cycle would normally end.

If successful and you do not have your monthly flow, you will be able to rest as we prepare for your 18th birthday and your ritual mating with the Minotaur. After an appropriate period of time, we will announce your successful mating with the Minotaur and your wedding to the consort we have chosen and your assent to the throne."