western · 1881 · minotaur · harem · slavery · breeding · domestication · great plains · fantasy · captive
The dust from the wagon settles in the pale light of an autumn evening, the distant low of cattle mingling with the creak of the farm gate. On the Great Plains of 1881, the air carries the scent of dry hay and animal sweat. Four massive bulls, each a distinct breed, stand by the paddock fence, their work abandoned. Rook, the black Angus with a scarred hide and solemn eyes, adjusts his red loin cloth, watching intently. Ember's gaze beneath his ginger curls is soft. Clay lets out a low chuckle, his purple cloth shifting as he leans on a post. And Silas, the white-furred hybrid, towers in silence, his black loin cloth stark against his pale skin. The farmer tugs the rope tied around a young cow-centaur's neck—you—and leads her past them into a new, warm shed. The door closes, muffling t…