Animal Attraction
Chapter 3
The next day, it was Turk's turn again. Her cunt still hadn't fully recovered
and now she doubted if it every would. Not as long as he kept forcing himself
and his animals on her. She wondered how many other twisted pets he kept around.
What's next - llama fucking?
Down on her knees in Position Five, she looked back to see Turk sniffing her
crotch before mounting her. Her cunt was still stretched, so it was easy for him
to work his large penis into her. She closed her eyes and tried to push all
thoughts of what was happening out of her mind. That allowed that animalistic,
pleasurable feeling to came over her and she found herself pushing back against
him, her clitoris on fire. When he came, she did too. She wondered why she was
becoming such a slut, enjoying depravities that would have sickened her just a
few days ago.
"Position Two," the man said, and Janet got up obediently and lay on the bed,
face up, holding her knees up and apart. Her clit hadn't been totally satisfied,
so she was almost glad to let the man climb up on her and thrust himself into
her. She let him ride her, abandoning herself to the feeling until he came and
she came again as well.
"Clean me up, Slut," he demanded, leaning back, and she jumped to take his
flaccid cock into her mouth and sucked the juices from it. When she was done, he
pulled her upright and told her it was time for exercise.
"But first," he said, "I'll bet you're thirsty." He fetched another ladle of
water. Gratefully, she drank it. I'm getting used to well water, she thought.
She felt somewhat flushed.
Again, she was led out to the cart and again, she pulled it around the circuit.
She felt slightly stronger today, and managed to get the cart almost all the way
around the smallest circuit before collapsing. Janet felt the urge to urinate,
just like before, so she gave into it, voiding her bladder onto the dust. He
made no mention of it - he simply unhooked her and led her inside. He didn't
clean her off. The dust, sweat and pee was thick on her legs and ass.
"Want to see Thor today?"
Janet didn't know how to answer that. On one hand, she was repulsed by the very
idea, but another part of her really wanted to feel that horse cock in her
again, though she dared not admit it, even to herself. She opened her mouth to
speak, but couldn't get the words out.
"Well, let's let Thor decide, hum?" He opened the gate and Thor rushed up to her
and began licking her face and breasts, clearly enjoying the sweaty taste. "I
think he wants you, don't you?" Still she couldn't answer, as she was relishing
the scratchy tongue across her damp breasts. She felt her cunt expand and juices
begin to flow freely from it.
She allowed herself to be fastened to the pommel horse without resistance and
waited expectantly for Thor to mount her. She suddenly realized that the man
hadn't coated her pussy with lubricant. She almost cried out to him, but then
she felt Thor's cock bump against her naked wide-open cleft and realized she was
slippery with her own juice. What was happening to her?
Thor started his thrusts and the girl bent over low to bring her clit into
contact with his huge cock. Her cunt seemed to easily accept him today, perhaps
she only needed one session to be fully stretched out. She looked between her
legs and saw that just about all of his 15-inch cock was disappearing into her,
without pain. In fact, it felt better than anything she had experienced in her
life. She watched, fascinated, as the horse's sheath slapped up against her
completely full cunt, then pulled away to reveal his beautiful, hard cock,
glistening with her fluid. Janet found herself wondering what his spunk tasted
like and thought maybe after he was finished, she could sneak a taste without
the man noticing. She was embarrassed to admit that she had sunk so low.
Too soon, the stallion whinnied and thrust hard against her, flooding her with
what seemed like a pint of sperm. It flowed around his cock and ran down her
legs, leaving trails along her dust-caked legs. She pulled at her bonds, trying
to reach it before it was wasted. She noticed then that the strap on her left
wrist had only been loosely tied. Janet realized that she had been so eager to
have Thor's cock that she didn't watch Master tie her to the apparatus.
Quickly, she pulled her left hand free and reached down to capture some of the
sperm before it all ran out. As Janet was bringing it to her lips, she heard the
man say, "Slave," and she turned, her hand up to her mouth, to see the man
filming her debauchery. "Smear it on your face," he said, and she did so,
enjoying the stickiness and the spunky taste of the fluid. "You'd like some more
horse cock, wouldn't you?"
She could only nod dumbly. Leaving the video camera on a tripod, focused on her
glazed, cum-covered face, the man came into the stall and led the now-docile
Thor out. A few minutes later, he returned with a chestnut stallion, who already
had his large cock partially out of his sheath. "This is Challenger," he said.
He tied the horse up to the far wall for a moment and came over and unfastened
all of her restraints, even the chain holding her head down. "Watch your head
when he climbs up, I wouldn't want you to get clipped by a hoof."
For a moment she was frozen, torn between her building desire for another large
cock and her innate feeling of modesty, shocked that she would just stand here
and let this happen. By untying her, the man seemed to be giving her the
decision. She stood there, leaning against the pommel horse, dirty, naked and
sweaty, trying to decide if this is the moment she tries to escape or if she
should let her gnawing desire have its way.
Janet's dilemma was answered by Challenger, who reared up onto the pommel horse,
forcing the girl to duck quickly. She braced herself against the pegs and hung
on, her ass hanging out for the horse, her cunt gaping open to receive him. She
watched between her legs as he slipped his enormous cock into her pussy, which
seemed to have all of her attention right now. She matched his thrusts, grinding
her hips against him as he pushed forward.
"Fuck!" the word burst out of her. "Fuck me! Fuck me! God, it feels good!" As
the horse increased his thrusts, she became inarticulate, her entire being
focused on her cunt and the feeling that was spreading throughout her body. She
came moments before the horse did, screaming and crying with the orgasm, barely
able to hang onto the supports as Challenger came, more spunk splashing inside
her.
This time, she couldn't help herself, she pulled free and spun around to lick
the end of his huge cock, slurping up the sticky juices before the horse pulled
away. She swallowed as another squirt of the copious fluid splashed into her
mouth and ran down her face. Finally, she squatted on the floor underneath him,
her legs splayed apart, her mouth open, horse spunk flowing freely from both
orifices. She didn't care that Master was capturing her debasement on video. She
even smiled for the camera, white cream drooling from her mouth.
"Come on," the man said at last. "I'll bet you'd like something to eat."
Janet was famished, so she followed the man meekly back to her cell. It wasn't
until she was inside that she realized he hadn't chained her - she had just
walked along behind him, Turk at her side for control.
Once inside, he asked her if she wanted to get cleaned up first, or have lunch.
She was very hungry, but she also realized that she didn't mind the stinky
sweatiness of her body covered with horse cum. She really didn't want to wash it
off right now. "Lunch," she said, and sat down on the straight-backed chair,
enjoying the feel of the fluids still leaking from her open cunt and dribbling
down over her breasts. The man brought lunch, similar to yesterday's menu, and
the girl inhaled it again. This time, the iced tea tasted just fine.
(To be Continued)
