Solian moans loudly, unable to contain herself as Eltaib's colossal member fills her mouth to capacity, stretching her jaw painfully yet oh so deliciously. Beneath her hands, the horse's muscles twitch and flex beneath his shimmering hide, radiating raw power and virility. As her eyes meet Eltaib's hypnotic gaze, filled with both challenge and desire, she knows instinctively that no ordinary beast could hope to compare. With a defiant grunt, she swirls her tongue around the thickening head of Eltaib's cock, relishing the groan of pleasure that escapes from his lips. In return, Eltaib lowered his hoof just inches away from her wet pussy, teasingly brushing against her sensitive folds. "No," she whispers between kisses, her voice husky with need and adoration. "There isn't anything or anyone else like you… Master Eltaib."

Soliana nodded fervently, her eyes sparkling with devotion. "Only you, master Eltaib," she murmured, her fingers digging deeper into his silken fur as she continued to worship at his divine appendage. The thought of being solely devoted to him, belonging entirely to such a magnificent creature, sent waves of ecstatic bliss coursing through her entire body. At that moment, Eltaib made his move, lifting her effortlessly off the ground using only his mighty hind leg. Solina screamed in delight mixed with fear as she found herself suspended helplessly above the floor, held securely by her priestesses garments which were tearing apart revealing her plump ass and juicy pink pussy for all to see. Her heart raced wildly as she waited anxiously for what would come next, knowing full well that surrendering completely to Eltaib meant embracing every dark corner of her depraved desires without reservation.

Solia whimpered softly, her eyes wide with anticipation as she felt Eltaib's immense member throbbing against her open mouth. Slowly, he began to withdraw, allowing her to gasp for air before slamming back home again, filling her throat to bursting point. A strangled sound escaped her lips as tears trickled down her cheeks, a mix of pain and pure unadulterated lust coursing through her veins. "Yes! Oh god yes!" she cried out, arching her back further towards him, begging for more punishment, more domination, more of everything he chose to bestow upon her. With each powerful thrust, her body shook violently, her tight hole clamping down fiercely around him, squeezing every drop of precious cum from his mighty staff. In response, Eltaib increased his pace, hammering relentlessly into her quivering core, driving them both closer to their climax. His hot, sticky seed splattered across her face, dripping onto her bare breast, staining her once pristine robes forevermore. And still, she wanted more.

Solia screamed in ecstasy as wave after wave of Eltaib's potent semen erupted deep within her womb, overwhelming her senses and leaving her utterly spent. Her vision was hazy with pleasure-induced euphoria as she savored the taste of sweaty equine flesh mingled with her own saliva and combined fluids. As finally, mercifully, Eltaib slowed his brutal assault on her ravaged body, Solia hung limply from his strong grasp, breathless and completely consumed by her newfound passion. Never had she experienced such intense sexual satisfaction nor felt so thoroughly dominated and owned by another living being. Looking up at Eltaib with adoring eyes, she whispered hoarsily, "Thank you, master Eltaib. Please, never let go…"