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Master Of The House Chapter 2 by Hooves It was sometime later that he finished, feeding Jerri as much cum as he could manage. The older male seemed grateful, and was the perfect servant as he helped the young stallion redress. Once Russie was fully dressed in his butlers attire, and Jerome clad in his silken bathrobe. They stepped out into the outer room, the young stallion at once dipping into a deep bow. "I hope my meager efforts of the night before pleased you master." The young stallion asked in a soft almost simpering tone, Jerome winced visibly at being addressed as master. It was plain from his body language, that the older stallion was having troubled with the abrupt power shift. He was standing there slump shouldered, head lowered submissively and his ears laying back almost flat on his head. It most definitively wasn't the chest out, head held high stance the master normally had. "Uhum... you don't have to call me that when we're alone." He stammered weakly, licking at his lip's which were still very red from the cock sucking he'd done only a few minutes before. "And yes your... you were very... I found it intensely pleasing thank you." That was certainly new and made the butler raise an eyebrow, Jerome had never thanked a slave before... that Russie had ever heard of. "Your welcomed... I shall go have your breakfast prepared and see to my other duties." Russie said leaving out the 'master' this time, and putting a more powerful tone into his own voice. Watching as Jerome seemed to relax as he heard it, plainly the younger stallions efforts to break him had been more successful than Russie had realized. "I... I'm sticky and smelly... have a bath run for me please..." A thrill ran through him as Jerome said please, it wasn't quite begging was it was asking nicely outside the rooms were Russie was supposed to have power. "Of course... I'll see to that first and you can bath before your breakfast arrives. Shall we go to the master bath right now?" Once again Jerome winced slightly at the words master bath, but quickly nodded his head allowing Russie to escort him down the hall. Once in the bath chamber, the butler quickly got the water running and seated Jerome in the filling tub. "Do you understand how to work the valves?" He asked in a doubting tone, after all the rich stallion had never ran his own bath in his life. "Yes mast... yes I can manage thank you." Jerome whispered, both of them noticing his slip... one with mild shock the other with delight. Neither of them made any open notice of it however, Russie laid out the wash cloth, towels and soaps. The young stallion once again the bland well mannered servant, still there was a slightly more commanding tone to his voice. And Jerome seemed to be responding to it very submissively, quickly Russie soaped up the older stallion's back. Using the water pitcher to wet down the older stallion's mane, before he soaped it up as well. "I trust you can take care of it from here." He said calmly, it wasn't a question and the older male just nodded his head meekly in reply. "Then I shall leave you to it for the moment... and see to the work of the house." Leaving Jerome alone in the master bath, Russie casual walked down stairs to check on the kitchens. He then went around to make sure all the other servant were up and attending to their duties like they normal did. Pausing to settle a dispute the footmen were having about the place settings, for the young master and mistress's morning meal. They generally had their breakfast much later in the day, only Master Jerome ate this early and he rarely came down to the dining room. Preferring to eat instead in his sitting room, or private office on the third floor alone. He then found Sarah the upstairs maid, informing her that she would not be cleaning the third floor for the immediate future. After all Jerri had that nice uniform, and a bit of actual physical labor would do the soft mareboi good. The cooks had gotten up early as was their custom, he check that the masters breakfast was being prepared. Jerome had set up a menu that was followed on a weekly basis, the older stallion laying out everything that he would eat at every meal in advance. This morning it was toasted bread slices, jam, oat cakes, and fresh melon slices, apple cider that had been chilled over night in the ice box to drink. Russie like the rest of the servants would be having boiled oatmeal, he fixed a large bowel that he normally ate from. Adding it to the tray with the masters breakfast and then was forced to pause a second time. The kitchen maid was having a go with the scullery maid, over some chipped cup's that had turned up. Be as luck would have it, Russie knew that those cups had been clipped by young master Jarrett's friends. The three young highborn stallions had been toasting each other, with a bit of whiskey in their coffee and had gotten a bit too carried away. So that dispute was easily settled, taking the breakfast Russie carried it up to Jerome's sitting room. The older stallion still hadn't returned from the bathroom, so leaving the food sat out Russie walked back down and knocked once before stepping inside. The sight that greeted him was both erotic and amusing, Jerome was bent over the rim of the tub trying to scrub up under his own tail. The trouble was every time the cloth rubbed over his tail hole, more shiny slime would ooze out. Russie had pumped a great deal of cum up there the night before, strolling over the butler took a hose and nozzle out of a cabinet. "I think you need to flush that out." The young slave stallion said in a cool professional manner, bending down to screw the hose on to the water faucet. The butler then placed the rounded nozzle tip to those red abused looking anal lip's, smearing the tip with the slimy cum leaking out. Before pushing the nozzle into that quivering anus, it slipped in as smoothly as a knife going into its sheath. "Ohooo." Jerome inhaled a long ragged breath, as the cool metal nozzle pushed inside of him looking back at Russie wide eyed. Slowly the young stallion cracked open the hot water valve, flooding the older stallion's insides with warmth. Making Jerome pant soft and excitedly, Russie let the water run until it began to leak out around that invading nozzle. "Alright now I want you to clamp down as tightly as you can..." The young stallion instructed, watching as his master puffy equine anus squeezed down around that nozzle. Quickly he then slid it out, and helped Jerome move over to sit down on the toilet. "Very good... now open yourself up and release the water." Jerome moaned softly again, as he opened himself and the water gushed out into the toilet bowl beneath him. "There we go all cleaned out..." Russie raised pressing paper to wipe with into the older stallions hands, Jerome took it and wiped his sore rump hole clean. Once he was finished the older stallion stood up again, letting Russie towel off his damp body before helping him back into his robe. They quickly moved back down to the masters rooms, walking into the sitting room Russie closed the door behind them. Before strolling over and sitting down on the sofa, Jerome watched him for a moment in confusion. "You may have a seat on the floor slave..." Russie gestured to the floor in front of him, beside the end of the low table in front of the sofa. The young stallion watched as Jerome moved over and slowly sank to the floor, Russie smiling as he saw that Jerome was still willingly going along. Reaching down the young stallion spread some jam onto a piece of toast, and then lifted it to his lip's taking a bite. Watching Jerome stare at him for a moment, slaves not allowed to speak unless spoken to. Russie smirked superiorly as he looked down, licking the sweet jelly off his lip's slowly before speaking. "Would you like some breakfast my little mare?" "Yes master..." The kneeling older stallion answered quickly, his eyes looking over the breakfast spread out on the tray. Eagerly licking his lip's at the wonderful smells, honey oat cakes and melon smelling best of all. And even through his stomach was half full of the his young masters cum, Jerome was still more than ready to eat. "And after all that cum I fed you this morning..." Russie 'Tsk tsk tsked'as he reached down picking up the bowl of plain oatmeal the staff ate for breakfast, putting a spoon in it he pushed it into the highborn horses big three fingered hands. Jerome looked at the lumpy, gray, unappealing oatmeal the rich stallion knowing this is what his household staff was given to eat for breakfast. The butler could tell that Jerome was less than excited to be eating something so plain, the older stallion looked up and for a moment Russie thought he was going to complain. They made eye contact for a brief moment, and then Jerome's eyes dropped submissively to the bowel. Russie sneered slightly as he watch the older male begin to eat slowly, it really was amazing what five hours of being fucked and degraded could do to a male. Leaning back he watched his master eat slave food for a few moments, and then began ordering the older stallion to hand him food or spread jam on the toast. The young butler leisurely ate his masters breakfast, finishing up just before Jerome polished off the last of his oatmeal. Russie wiped his mouth with the linen napkin, and then stood up and retrieved the skimpy maids uniform he had made Jerome wear the night before. "Now little mareboi... get your uniform on, I'll have some cleaning items brought up. You will be cleaning my rooms from now on... I've got some duties downstairs. But I will return shortly to see about conducting the plantation's business." Once again the two of them made eye contact... and this time Jerome held his gaze a bit longer. Russie pressed his fully clothed body up against Jerome's, stripping off that silky bath robe as he did. One strong hand groping the older stallion's firm ass cheeks, making Jerome swallow hard as the younger males hand slipped up under his long flowing tail. One finger tip caressing that hot freshly washed tail hole, the older males eyes half closing in pleasure. As he looked down submissively, even as his long stud stick began to slither down out of its sheath. His breath deepening slowly as the younger horse teased that soft orifice, while Russie pressed his body against Jerome's naked back. Leaning in to nip roughly along the older stallion's long slender neck, teasing and dominating his master a moment more. "Now get dressed... oh and don't forget your restraining straps... I don't want to see anything dangling out from under your uniform little mare... its unseemly." "Yes master..." Jerome moaned as a gusty sigh escaped from the older studs lip's, while Russie gave the highborn horse one more grope before he left the room. He found Sarah the upstairs maid on the second floor, cleaning and mopping the hallways as the rest of the masters family had not yet awakened. He paused long enough to order her to take up whatever items she normally used to clean the third floor. And explained to her that the play room had been in light use the night before, Sarah was upset for a moment by that but then paused. "Wait mister Russ... you say I don't haveta clean it up?" The hefty draft horse mare inquired slowly, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. "Then whose gunna do it?" "The master..." Russie paused for effect, delighted to see the big younger mares eyes widen in shock before he went on carelessly. "Has asked that I see to it personally for a short time." At that the big mare nodded her head, it was plain she found it much easier to believe than that the master was playing the part of a slave house maid. The master had kept her out in the past, when he'd had some play thing locked up in his torture room. And it was fairly plain that was what she thought was going on now, and it was plain she was also speculating about Russies connection. "Go get that done.. and then you can return to this." The butler ordered, as the hefty young mare quickly curtsied to him and trotted off. Back down stairs Russie did a quick inspection of the servants quarters, making sure everything was neat and in order should the master decide to look around. Things were mostly in place, although one of the young footmen's spunk rags had been peeking out from under his bed. Russie picked it up and sniffed it wincing at the strong scent, the old rag was stiff with the young draft horses dried ejaculates. Russie smiled and tucked it into one of his pockets, it would make a fine gag for Jerri later. He then moved on to checking that everything was going well, he found the gardeners drinking short beer in the shed. And gave then a nasty reprimand, before putting them to work on the masters rose's. And so wasn't in the best of moods as he started back upstairs, he'd reach the second floor when he noticed Sarah wasn't back working yet. It really shouldn't have taken her that long to haul clean supplies up to the master suite, Russie was just thinking about going up to look for her. When he hear sounds coming from the linen closet, moving up closer the big horse's ear twisted on his head. Inside the small room he could heard labored breathing, and soft 'Shmuck shmuck shmuck' of a hard cock sliding in and out of a wet hole. The butler gritted his teeth, they all knew the rules anyone caught breeding without permission from the master was going to be punished. Reaching down he grabbed the door knob, turning it and yanking the door open. "Just what do you two think your..." His reprimand died in his throat, as he saw poor Sarah bent over gripping the counter top. While young master Jarrett stood behind her, thrusting his long slender highborn cock in and out of the big slave mares hot sex. Turning his head the young stud colt glanced over at Russie standing there, and a sneer rolled across his arrogant young muzzle. He was the masters son... no servant could order him around, in fact the young stud decided to make a point. "Come in and close the door Russie..." Jarrett ordered with a pompous sneer, watching as the tall older male did as he was told. "So I hear... my father doesn't allow his slaves to fuck unless he gives them permission to breed." Jarrett snickered ramming his hard fucker in to the softly sobbing Sarah's hot slit with lustful abandon. "Is that right?" The horny young colt asked, standing up on hoof tip's so he could chew on the draft horse mares neck ridge. "It is true master Jarrett." Russie confirmed his muzzle kept blandly unemotional, as he watched the young highborn male plainly raping the young slave maid. Even though this very much struck home to him, he mother had been forcibly bred by the old master. Not like this of course, it had been done openly in the masters own bed while his mother was in season. It sickened and enraged the butler, to see one of his staff being abused in such a manner. But he couldn't do anything about it out here, he was powerless against the masters son out here. "Have you ever fucked a mare?" The young colt demanded breathlessly, as his strong young hip's slammed back and forth faster. The look of cruel pleasure and arrogant triumph on his handsome young muzzle, as he looked the older male in the eyes. Knowing that the butler didn't approve of what he was doing, but was helpless to stop him from doing it. That idea making the young colts sneer widen, and his pleasure soared to new heights as he took what he wanted from the slave mare. "No master Jarrett I've never been ordered to breed." Russie admitted truthfully, leaving out the fact that he'd spent the night fucking the colts father like he was a mare. The highborn colt's gloating grin widened, as the much older male confessed that he'd never done what the colt was doing right then. That knowledge adding to Jarrett's false sense of superiority over the slave, and sent a lustfully illicit thrill running through the colt. "Heh... That's too bad rutting is quite a wonderful sensual experience... it feels more delightful than a virgin like you could believe. The feeling of this hot, wet flesh so smooth and tight squeezing around my hard organ... the sensations can't really be explained." The lustful young colt smirked gloatingly, watching the older males eyes stare at his hard cock pounding into that sloppy wet pussy. "Damn this is really warm... it's not at all uncomfortably hot. It's super perfectly hot, it's a combination of perfect sensations really... perfect pressure on your dick, and that friction... Well not friction exactly... friction would chafe while this is smooth sliding, in and out. It feels soooooo good with every little movement, only while you thrust... so you thrust again and again." The handsome creamy white colt struggled to explain, it was very hard to do even for a well educated young stud colt. "Looks good doesn't it... bet you wish this was your dick sliding in here, making her squeal and whinny. Of course if it was... my dad would have your nut off just like that." The arrogant highborn colt snapped his fingers loudly, giggling as he thought about that. He was pounding away even faster now... those young balls bouncing and jiggling between his thigh's. The air in the small closet filled with the scents of sex, and sweaty young musk as the young master fucked eagerly. Along with the 'Shmuck shmuck shmuck' of the young stallion's slender cock sliding in and out of that oozing mare sex. As she squatted and pushed back into him, her sex was so hot it was almost painful... as it contracted on his throbbing organ. The draft mare's strong virginal muscles gripping and squeezing his erection in the most delightful way. "Yeah... yeah that's it girl." The young highborn stallion moaned, her enthusiasm was very exciting and his young cock was being treated very well by the big slave. "Ahahaaa yeah, slutty mare likes her stallions big cock." The young colt gloated, as the big mare milked his throbbing member lustily. Jarrett moaned as he felt a hot dampness roll down his surging organ, the well born colt's crotch was suddenly awash in the mare's musky sexual fluids as she began to orgasm. "Ohoo fuck... Ammm yeah." Jarrett moaned in delight, as her hot sex did the most delightful things on his hard young cock as she trembled and quaked. The big mare's hot sex tightened as spasms of orgasmic pleasure ran through her, the feeling only urging the horny highborn colt on. The horny colt increasing his brutal thrust's, while he pinched and squeezed her soft breast's unmercifully. Teasingly the young master licked her neck and shoulder, enjoying the taste of passion in her salty sweat. Faster and faster he slammed in and out of her sensitive flesh, his hard young organ savaging that damp rut hole. His panting breath quickened more and more, the mare's tightness was almost too much to bare... Jarrett felt his ejaculation coming swiftly close. His cruel rapacious thrust's becoming even hard and faster, as his rising lust began to peak. With a loud whinny his plunging hip's slammed to a split second halted, and then thrust deep into her once again. And then the sneering high born colt came hard, his slender young body smashing against hers, as he held himself as deep as he could within her. Sarah felt his stiff little organ plunge in an intense climax, the slave mare letting out a short squeal of bliss, as she felt his hot seed filled her. With one final thrust the Jarrett was spent, and yanked his organ out from within her, laying against her big trembling body panting and chuckling in great amusement and pleasure. "Hahah... damn that felt great!" The young highborn stallion laughed, as he stepped back and slipped his spent organ out of the big draft horse mare. "But then you wouldn't know..." Jarrett snickered derisively, smiling up at the other male as Russie stood there watching dispassionately. "Of course you could... why don't you have a go in there." The young master offered, gesturing to the young mares gaping sex as his creamy cum dripped out of Sarah's well used hole. "I got it all hot and lubricated for you..." Jarrett assured in a wheeling tone, as he playfully rubbed his big flare against those hot cum drenched lip's. "I promise not to tell anyone Russie... it'll be our little secret." The young stallion was grinning broadly, and the older servant could read him like a open book. The highborn stallion was just trying to get him to break the rules, just so he could run to his father and have Russie gelded. "That is a most kind offer for you to make master Jarrett..." The handsome young butler answered flatly, while at the same time shaking his head negatively. Giving away something that technically didn't belong to him, although Sarah was property she belonged to his father and not the little shit of a colt. "However... you father as you know has rules, I am his humble servant and always obey all of his rules. No matter how much I might enjoy the experience, until I have his permission to breed I shall refrain from doing so." Russie watched the young colt frown darkly, he'd been expecting the butler to jump at the chance. After all he was willingly breaking his sires rules, because he was horny and knew he could get away with doing it. The pampered young stallion always got everything he'd wanted, now he'd reach the age where he was wanting sex. And no slave on this plantation had to right to refuse him, the young master could rut them all if he so desired. "Alright then... if you're not stallion enough." Jarrett sneered turning to face the butler, spreading his leg's wide apart and flexing his young cock up and down. "The you can suck my dick clean, and when you're finished you can lick all my cum out of her." He gestured to Sarah who still hadn't moved, she just stayed there bent over the counter with her rump jutting out sobbing silently. "I wouldn't want to sire any mongrel half breeds..." The young highborn colt sneered cruelly, it was well known because of his looks that Russie was a hard breed. Although the masters family believed, that his mother had been bred by one of the plantation's many lower class free born overseers. "Of course young master..." Russie answered smoothly, dropping to his knees in front of the young colts and leaning down to take that semi hard young organ into his mouth. "Thank you... for this great honor of serve your pleasure master Jarrett." Inside he was a seething ocean of rage, outside he was calm and happy in appearance as he began to suckle. His mind slowly laying plans to see to this arrogant colts destruction, it would take a bit more control over master Jerome than he had now. But if everything kept going right like it had been so far, Russie knew that his control over the submissive older stallion would only grow. It might take weeks or even months, but sooner or later he would have the master completely within his control. The proud well born stallion would have to be broken over and over again, reach time driving him a bit deeper into slavish submission. And once Russie had became the true master and Jerome had been reduced to a completely broken slave. This conceited young colt would get what was coming to him, and the butler planned to make sure the self-important little prick would never mount another mare. "Heh." The highborn young colt let out a breathless snicker of pleasure, as the older male knelt and serviced his hard organ seemingly happily. But as he looked down as the older male's happy appearing muzzle, eagerly sucking and licking on that hard little stud stick. He wasn't enjoying it as much as he'd hoped, mostly because the butler seemed eager to be doing it. It suddenly accruing to the colt that this might be something the older male liked, since he'd turned down the chance to fuck a female. "Alright... alright that's enough... get off..." He snorted shoving that seemingly eager mouth away from his cock, while was jutting up stiffly once again after Russie's eager suckling. "Now eat my cum out of her hot coochie..." He ordered shoving Russie's head towards Sarah's dribbling sex, watching as the older stallion carefully licked Jarrett's cum off the outside of that velvety equine peach. The young stallion leaning down so close, Russie wondered if the young colt was going to push him out of the way. But he had just leaned in so close, so that he could watch the older males tongue lap up his fresh cum. "You really like the flavor of my spooge, heh." "It's the highlight of my life master Jarrett." The butler replied brightly, and then pressed his soft mouth to that big teardrop shaped mare pussy, covering it even as he speared his tongue deep inside. The big draft horse mare inhaled a long shuddering breath, as Russie's long tongue plunged deep inside of her. The butler moaned softly as if in delight, while secretly hating the fact that he was being forced to eat the young masters fresh cream pie. Still he licked and suckled to the very best of his abilities, and soon Sarah was moaning and panting more pleasurably than she had been while the colt was rutting her. Jarrett looking from the eagerly licking butler, to the big moaning mare in growing confusion for a few moments. This wasn't working out at all like he'd wanted, both of them seemed to be enjoying it much more than he'd expected. Russie seemed just as happy eating cum out of the mare's sex, as he had been licking it off the young colts hard cock. And that slutty mare... she was moaning and taking on like the older males tongue was more pleasuring than the young masters cock had been. "Does my father know what a fucking queer you are?" The pompous colt asked, as he watched Russie cum slicked lip's pull off of Sarah's freshly cleaned sex. The creamy highborn colt's muzzle twisting as he inhaled the scent of her wet sex, his hard young cock slapping up against his own belly softly. "Oh yes... young master." Russie assured with a honeyed smile, remembering the fact that this pretentious mareboi's father had spent the night sucking his cock and taking it up that highborn tail hole. In fact the butler slaves massive cock had all but ruined the older stallion's formerly virgin anus, only draft horses would be getting any pleasure out of that stretched out orifice now. "Has he fucked you in the tail hole?" The horny colt asked with a nasty smirk, looking down at the older horse on all fours. Admiring the older stallion's firm round rump, young soft hands squeezing and fondling it for a long moment. The butler could feel the other males desire, sense that he really was thinking hard about the servants tail hole. "He never has... master Jarrett." Russie answered truthfully, once again having to suppress the urge to tell the strutting colt about how he'd spent the night. Of course master Jerome had fucked plenty of the farm slaves over the years, but that was something the master had hidden from his family. "Maybe I should..." The horny wellborn colt snorted, his hands plainly enjoying groping the servants shapely rump. "Would you like that? Would you like to feel my big hard cock inside of you?" By the tone of his voice, Russie could tell the colt was trying to talk himself into doing it. "Oh yes master Jarrett... there is nothing I would enjoy more in all the world." Russie moaned out in fake submission, having already sensed the colts dislike for giving a slave what he thought they might want. If the butler had acted at all reluctant about taking it, the colt would let nothing stop him from rutting the slaves asshole. "You disgusting faggot... get out of my sight." The young colt snorted, standing up and moving away from the kneeling butler as Russie slowly stood up. Doing his best to put a regretful look on his own muzzle, even as he watched to horny young master move up behind the big mare again. "Alright get down onto all fours... I want to shoot in your tail hole this time." Russie heard the highborn colt moan, as he slowly left the linen closet knowing there was nothing he could to at this time. And yet as he was leaving he glanced back, seeing out of the corner of his eye the young master starring at his ass not Sarah's. Maybe the apple really hadn't fallen far from the tree, his sire was a secret homosexual and it appeared this colt was as well. Russie was forced to leave the two of them rutting in the linen closet and head back up stairs to the masters suite. * Russie checked up on his new maid, he found Jerri awkwardly dusting the sitting room. "Open your mouth." Russie ordered tugging the spunk rag he'd picked up earlier out of his pocket, and shoving it into Jerri's mouth. The young butler then spent the next two hours, instructing his high born maid in exactly how to clean up his own mess's. From dusting to sweeping, polishing furniture to scrubbing up the mess of dried cum on the playroom floor. Russies every command... his every word carried all the authoritative power he could muster, his manner and stance imperious as he did so. Doing supple little things to point out his position of master, while his domineering manner both controlled and subjugated Jerri. It was what being a master was all about, using power and control to bend others to your will. The butler made sure everything was up to household standards, the rich older stallion's hands were aching by the time they had finished. But Russie showed no mercy, having the plainly cowered Jerri spend some time in the playroom stocks. Where the butler teased the older stallion's tail hole, while abusing those big floppy nuts. He also began something that would become the hallmark of they play sessions, moving up until his body pressed against Jerri's back he pulled the sloppy cum rag out of the older stallion's mouth. Before he leaned in close whispering the questions in one of his slaves pointed equine ears softly. "Who am I?" "M..My master..." Jerri moaned as that finger tip circled around the helpless stallion's loosed tail hole playfully. "Very good... and who are you?" Russie snickered pushing that thick finger against the center of Jerri's soft pucker watching it sink in easily. "I... I am your slave, master..." Jerri moaned out loudly, as that finger was punching inside of him and began to rub against that hidden gland. "That's right... say it all together now." Russie insisted adding another finger to that quivering rut hole, as the helpless highborn stallion dangled in those stocks. "You are my master, I am your slave..." Jerri moaned breathlessly his trapped cock struggling to harden up, but strapped in place like it was that fat organ couldn't. "Again... I want to hear it louder..." Russie demanded, as he teased that hard round gland within the other stallion's anus, rubbing his finger tips over it playfully. "You are my master, I am your slave... You are my master, I am your slave. You are my master, I am your slave." Jerri repeated over and over, each time growing a bit loud until the older stallion was almost screaming at the top of his lungs. "That's right mareboi... and don't you ever forget it." Russie covered Jerri's lip's with his own kissing the older stallion savagely, while finger fucking that trembling hole brutally for a long moment. Bring the helpless older male very close to a trembling anal orgasm, before yanking those fingers out of his quivering hole. "Uhu uhuu..." Jerri whimpered, as the younger stallion pulled those fingers out of his rump hole leaving him trembling on the verge of orgasm. But the submissive stallion had learned his lesson about his wants and needs, they didn't matter only his master wants and needs were important. Jerri staggered as he was released from the stocks, and turned to watch as Russie strolled away. "Come along little mare... I've work for you to do..." The younger stallion called as he walked out of the playroom, and down the hall to Jerome's private office. Jerri clip clopped along as quickly as he was able, following Russie into that office. As the sleek butler moved over behind Jerome's desk, pulling the chair back Russie gestured to the hollow under the desk. "Alright mareboi... get under there... you can suck your masters cock while I run my plantation." Jerri paused for a long moment, making the young stallion fear he'd push Jerome too far. But slowly the crossed dressed highborn stallion dropped to all fours and climbed beneath the big desk, Russie knew this would be tricky, Jerome had been a completely control freak ever since he'd taken over after master Delrod's death. It would be hard for the older stallion to give up that control, luckily the young butler had a plan. First and foremost he would need to keep Jerome feeling aroused and submissive, which was why he had teased him up so much. But denied him release, while making him chant the mantra of his own submission over and over again. Now he would make decisions on running the plantation based on Jerome's many rules, lulling the highborn stallion with the idea that it was still being run his way. Next anything he was unsure about or didn't understand, he would pretend was beneath his notice and have Jerri make the choices. In this way he would pacify the older stallions controlling nature, until he'd gotten Jerome broken and enslaved to his own will. It was a dangerous game for the butler, if his master caught on and ended things he could be punished or even killed. Sitting down in the big desk chair Russie rolled up to the desk, and freed his hard cock from his trousers letting it jut out stiffly. He felt hot breath wash over it at once, and Jerri began to kiss and lick along its length. Reaching down with his left hand Russie stroked that rough mane gently, all the time thinking of that overweening colt down in the linen closet. "Heh..." He pictured the cocksure colts muzzle if he could see them like this, with his sire kneeling and servicing a slaves hard cock. Leaning back, he looked down at the creamy highborn stallions handsome muzzle, as those lip's kissed there was down to his sheath. "Who am I?" He demanded, as he pulled Jerri's muzzle back up his length by gripping a handful of wiry mane. "You are my master... I am your slave." Jerri repeated looking up glassy eyed at the smirking younger stallion, who caress his cheek gently as he said that. "That's right... good slave..." Russie praised, even as he pushed his flat flare between those velvety soft equine lip's into his masters mouth. Sitting back up the butler began going over the paperwork, taking care a dozens of mundane every day decision about plantation operations. Knowing that for the time being Jerome's rules had to be followed, when he came to something he was unsure of he sat it aside. Luckily this mundane even boring work helped him to last longer than he normally would, and as time went on he felt Jerri's mouth growing more and more lavish and eager to please. When that mouth had pushed him to his peak after an hour or so, he fed the eager pleasure slave a huge load of creamy spooge. Gripping the older stallions head, and pounding his hard on down his masters throat roughly. And then once he finished the butler tucked his spent organ back into his trousers, before pushing the papers he'd set aside into Jerri's hand. "Here finish these boring unimportant tasks... while I do the real work of running this property." Jerri visibly relaxed as he saw the papers, taking a pen the older stallion laid down on the floor and worked on them. Russie leaned back in the desk chair, looking over the half finished breeding chart. Knowing he could place his own name on it, but choose not to do so he also made sure Sarah's name wasn't on the allow to breed list. Once everything was finished up, Russie left Jerri alone in the office for a while so the older stallion could see that everything the butler had done, was just the way he would have done it. Going down stairs Russie checking on a number of things, Sarah was back doing her normal work by then. And the young master was down on the covered porch, having midday meal with his mother lady Mara. "Ahah Russie there you are..." The pretty palomino mare called brightly as he stepped out onto the porch, moving over quickly the butler bowed deeply to the lady of the house. "Is there something I can do for you madam?" The young stallion inquired softly, as Jarrett sneered up at him from across the table. Four servants were clustered around the table, one serving girl and two footmen along with the ladies personal maid. "Oh no... I was just surprised that I hadn't seen you yet this morning." The pretty mare answered smiling brightly, as she took a sip of her tea. As the butler stood smiling slightly as he always did, the mistress was one of the few bright spots in his life. She had grown up in a house where the servants were free born, and so always treated the house slaves here with more curtsey and respect than Jarrett or even his father. "The master has kept me somewhat busy this morning madam, but if you need me please just have one of the staff summons me. I am of course your most humble servant..." Russie assured with another sweeping bow, ever as the young highborn colt made supple suckling noises. The butler looking over at him and slowly licked his lips, winking one eye as the colts muzzle twisted up in disgust. "Oh I know Russie... And I do hope my husband hasn't been over taxing you, I know he relies on you greatly." Lady Mara observed softly, glancing over at her young son as young lady Vivian the masters youngest daughter who was one year Jarrett's senior came out. "With your permission madam I shall take the master up his lunch." Russie requested softly, as the young filly began talking to her mother about the young stallion. "Of course Russie, I'll send Dora for you if I need you." Dora was the lady's private maid, who was a servant came over to from her father's house when she married master Jerome. She waved one hand at him dismissively, as she turned to talk with her daughter. Leaving them behind the butler hurried to the kitchen, taking the tray with the masters lunch on it. He filled up another bowl of boiled oatmeal for his slave to eat, placing it on the tray with the sweet fruits and fresh vegetables. Carrying it up to the third floor sitting room, he placed it on the table before going back into the office. When the butler returned to the office he instant got the feeling that Jerri was happy and relaxed, the older stallion slipping a little bit deeper into comfortable submission. Russie smirked slightly knowing that his plan had worked, a thrill of excitement and danger raced through him. It would take much more of course, but each step down the road of control was to be silent celebrated. They retired to the sitting room for lunch, and Russie was pleased to see Jerri pick up the oatmeal bowl at once. While the butler sat back and enjoyed the masters fine meal of raw fruits, steamed vegetables' and fresh bread. It gratified Russie to see that Jerri was settling into his place as a slave, the older stallion's passive mindset slowly growing more profound. The butler knew he was one step closer to mastering his master completely, they played naughty little games of submission all day. Each one designed by the crafty butler to get Jerri use to submitting to his will, to take more and more of the older males dominant will power away. While keeping the rich stallion on the edge of orgasm, always with the promise of release it he was a good slut slave. Russie kept up and almost frantic pace, luckily the house hold staff was well trained and for the most part well behaved. Which meant that the butler had a lot of time to spend on the third floor, he working Jerri hard in any number of ways. The mail arrived late in the day as was normal, and Russie saw to it like he always did. Delivering what was clearly a love letter to young mistress Vivian, a letter from her sister to lady Mara. And the others letters we're for master Jerome, Russie took them into the private office. And read them at the master desk, and Jerri gently rubbed his shoulders and long equine neck. Slowly Russie went through the letters most of it was plantation business, that the butler handled easily. One letter was from a neighboring plantation owner, who wanted to have one of Jerome's slave breed some of his female slaves. Darius was a prized breeding stud... well known for breeding offspring who had very strong backs and very meek wills. Russie knew the price being offered was on the low side, and so had Jerri write back with a counter offer that sounded about right. Then there were some bills that needed paying, mostly for new farming equipment and food stuffs that came to the manor house. The plantation grew a lot of its on food of course, but that was the rough grains and oats that fed the common overseer's and the slaves. There was a couple of fruit orchards that supplied fruit for jams and jellies, as well as cider and juices. The vineyards were used mostly in wine making, and some of the wine and cider was sold off over time. Russie was discovering that he had a good mind for business, and Jerri was growing steadily more confident and comfortable with his decision making skills. They finished up just in time for dinner, Russie helped Jerri out of his servant uniform and into fine dinner clothing. But made sure the older stallion kept the restraining strap on, it was a test to see if Jerome would remove the uncomfortable device once he left the third floor. Russie told the master however, he was leaving it on to keep any unseemly erections from embarrassing him. Once outside of the room Jerome tried to pull himself up to his full height, and be the imposing master he normally was. Russie was very pleased to see him fail, his shoulder remained slightly slumped. His head bowed just a bit, while his ears lay back slightly on his head he had the nervous look of a slave fearful of being punished. And although he didn't show it visibly, inside Russie was jumping for joys that he'd managed to break the highborn stallion so much so quickly. And he had plans for much more, plans that would subjugate the highborn stallion even more while giving some of his former victims a bit of revenge. Jerome walked down the stairs a big awkwardly, the strap and rod on his male organ more uncomfortable than normal from going down the steps. Russie watched him pause to adjust himself a bit, but he didn't remove the restraints which pleased the butler enormously. The red maned butler escorted his owner into the dining room, where Jerome took his seat at the head of the table. Russie standing just behind the masters right shoulder as was his custom, ready to serve at a moment notice. A few moments later the rest of the family came in and were seated, lady Mara at the far end of the table. While Jarrett and Vivian were seated on either side at the center of the long table, instant servers were busy bringing in first the salad and then soup courses. Master Jerome and the lady engaging in small talk about community events and neighbors later the young master talked about his day at school. And Vivian spoke about a good many things concerning her friends and their families. Russie watching as Jerome steadily grew more and more ill at ease, uncomfortable in his role as head of the family and master of the house. Once diner was over, the older stallion began to relax the closer they got to the third floor. And when they were at last back in his sitting room, Jerome breathed a sigh of relief... quickly stripping off his fine clothing. Before kneeling naked before the young stallion, Russie looked down at his kneeling master and smiled. Reaching down to stroke that stiff mane gently for a long moment, noting that the highborn stud still had his cock restraint strap on. "There we go... you don't have to pretend any longer... you can go back to being Jerri now." The butler purred softly stroking the older males cheek lightly, lifting that soft muzzle to his crotch level. Letting the rich stallion inhale the musky scent of his potent organs for a few moment, before pulled Jerri up onto his hooves. "You've been very good so you may remove your cock restraints... as you go off to the playroom." Russie almost burst out laughing, at the look of joy that spread swiftly across the kneeling highborn stallions muzzle. "Yes master... Thank you master!" Jerri gushed, so eager to serve another males desire... Russie found it pitiful and arousing all at once. He watched Jerri strip off that restraining strap, and the older stallion's cock instant flopped out rock hard. Spilling a huge amount of pre-cum out onto the floor, plainly all the teasing that had been going on all day had an effect. Russie took the restraint from Jerri's trembling hands, noting that it was soaking wet from the pent up pre- cum that had gushed out. Following the naked Jerri into the playroom, Russie tightly strapped the older stallion into the sex swing. With his muzzle and cock dangling towards the floor, and then hung the erection restraining belt on the wall. Before taking down a leather blindfold and moving up to slide it over Jerome's handsome muzzle. He then reached down, running his finger tips over Jerri's aching hard erection as the older males body bucked and humped within those restraints. "You're going to get fucked so much tonight mareboi..." Russie snorted into the dangling highborn stallions ear, playfully teasing Jerri's hefty balls with feathery touches. "But no one is going to touch your cock, you're going to have to cum like a mare... from riding dick... if you cum at all." The helpless stallion let out a long low moan, his body bucking and thrusting in need for a moment more. "But for now you wait... I have to get things ready." Russie stood up and leave the room, closing the doors behind him leaving Jerri dangling there in the darkness. Strolling down stairs he found Rhett his most trusted footman, placing a note in his hands. "You will take this to overseer Abel, down at the field slaves barracks by the barn. He will place three field slaves in your care, you will bring them up to the third floor sitting room. I will take charge of them from there, when I am finished I will ring for you to take them back. Do you understand?" "Yes sir..." Turning the middle aged stallion set off at once, going to the kitchen Russie grabbed a cast of hard cider. A handful of mugs and some oat tarts the cook had baked for the young master to snack on. Carrying them all up to the sitting room, he sat them up on the table in front of the couch. And waited... it took Rhett about twenty minutes to get back with the three big field slaves. He knocked politely on the sitting room door, waiting until Russie inviting him into the room before opening the door. The finely uniformed footman came in with his three charges trailing behind him, chains connected the rusty iron slave collars of each slave. The massive draft horses were dressed in rags, and were covered in dirt and musky sweat as they stood there looking down meekly. Russie could see the whip scars crisscrossing their wide backs, as he stood up and moved around them slowly. "Thank you Rhett... you may leave us now. I will call you when I need you to return them to the barracks." "Yes sir." The footman replied bowing deeply to the butler, before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Russie circled around them slowly, moving over to the cider cast he drew them each a full mug. "Here drink this..." He ordered pressing a mug into each of their huge hands, the draft horses looking confused for a moment. Sniffing of the hard cider cautiously, before deciding to gulp it down quickly before it was taken away from them. The alcohol hitting them hard as they weren't normally allow to have something like that, soon they were looking more relaxed. "Remove your clothing please..." This simple request put them on guard once again, and was a mistake to have been made at this time Russie realized. Each of these stallion have been brought up here and victimized before, and now they were afraid they were going to be again. "What's all this about brother?" Russies older brother Del asked, glancing up at the sleek butler as he smiled at them. Russie use to visit his brothers in the fields when he was younger, they all knew him from those days. "This is about a lot of things big brother... power, control, revenge... but mostly it's about fucking." Russie said slowly as he refilled their mugs, not giving them back just yet however. "You've all been here before... in that room back there... Do you remember what happened to you?" It was plain by the looks on their muzzle that they all did, they had been beaten and used by the master. "Well guess who's back there in that room right now... hanging in that swing all horned up and helpless..." Russie grinned wickedly as the three huge draft horses exchanged looks, the air in the room sudden thickening with musk their sheaths bulging. "He's blindfolded so he won't know who you are, and I promise never to tell. Here is what's going to happen... we are going to go back there and fuck him as many times as we can. Tail hole and mouth are both to be used, in between fuckings you come out here to have a tart and mug of cider." The three big stallions looked at him is stunned shock, unable to believe they could be getting this chance. "Are you going to fuck him to?" Del snorted unsure if he could trust this, even if it was his own brother offering it to him. It just seemed to good to be true, getting to fuck the master like he'd fucked them. "Yes... I've spent the last few days breaking him to ride... tonight I want to smash him into tiny pieces with big hard draft horse cocks. You all remember what it was like after he raped you... well I want to give him back four times as much." The handsome half breed butler smirked, watching as nasty grins slowly spread across the three draft horses muzzles. "And this isn't going to be a onetime thing either... I want every slave he abused to come up here and have a go on him. Every male slave on this whole plantation... I want him broken down so low he'll never climb back up to position as master." Their massive cocks dropping down out of their sheaths, swiftly stiffening up as the butler spoke about his plans to break their owner. "He wants to play at being a slave... but I'm going to make a real slave out of him. And you're going to help me... we're going to rut him down into utter submission and keep on rutting him to keep him a broken slut slave for the rest of his life." Russie was grinning so wide it made his cheeks ache, it felt good to at last be able to tell someone about his plans. And it was plain from their massive dripping erections, these common field slaves were eager to pound that highborn asshole. "But we've got to keep this a secret, so no boasting to the other guys, no mouthing off to the overseers. Let me get firmly in power... and then I can see about making things better for everyone." Russie watched the three big draft horses smirking evilly and sharing leering looks as they all agreed. "I'm going to go in first... I'll do all the talking, don't say anything you just do the fucking." Standing up Russie took a long drink of cider, stripping off his own clothing slowly in front of the other stallions. And then lead them back to the playroom, throwing the doors open the three big draft horses couldn't help but snickering. Seeing the stallion who had strapped them up and raped them in that very swing, all trussed up helpless ready for them to use him. "Wha... who... who's there?" Jerri moaned sounding meek and frightened, certainly now sounding like the owner of a thousand slaves. The big draft horses shivered in delight, as they heard the fear and passivity in the highborn stallions voice. Russie picked up a jar of scented lube, handing it to the field slaves as he shared a lewdly grin with them. "Hush mareboi... I've returned." Russie snorted, gesturing for the draft horse stallion's to remain silent as he moved around in front of the helpless older stallion. Watching as the three huge slaves rubbed handfuls of that sweet smelling grease, over their big blunt cock heads and down their thick throbbing shafts. "And I've brought what you need... little mare." The butler snorted gently, as he softly rubbed the tip of his flare over Jerri's velvety nose and lip's smearing them with his pre-cum. Filling Jerri's sense with the scent and taste of him, the three watching draft horses grinning as they watched Jerri licking the butlers cock flare eagerly. Russie let the highborn stallion get his hard fucker good and wet, before he shoved it down his masters throat. Gripping those sensitive equine ears in his strong hands, thrusting his hard on roughly against the back of Jerri's throat. Smiling as he felt the highborn stallion throat relax, allowing him to spear his cock deeper down that hot throat. Hips rocking backward and forward swiftly, fucking that handsome muzzle like it was a mares pussy. Feeling it growing more and more fawning and eager, the young stallion gestured for one of the watching field slaves to take Jerri's butthole. Del's grin widened as he moved up behind that sleek creamy high born rump, reaching one big dirty hand other the draft horse grasp that flowing tail. It was like a water fall of wiry hair, looking so smooth and well brushed compared to the slaves ragged soiled tail. Russie watched Jerri's body stiffen as the older horse realized that they weren't alone, the rich stallion trying to spit that hard cock out. Plainly wanting to ask what was going on, no doubt fearful of someone else knowing what they were doing. This was a real gamble for the butler, he was betting on the sluttish passivity he'd rutting into his master being stronger than the will power Jerri had left. "Sssshshhhush..." Russie hissed stroking his masters muzzle gently, while rolling his hip's fucking that hot throat lustfully. "Relax... I'm just making sure my slutty mareboi gets what he needs... big hard cock in both ends of him." The young stallion explained in soft tones, feeling that mouth weakly struggling on his pulsing cock. Even as that huge greasy cock flare pressed up against the masters tail hole, Jerri's breath suddenly growing deeper and more excited. That tail hole slowly spreading wider and wider, Jerri let out little squeals and whinnies as that massive flare spread his tail hole wider than it ever had been before. After a moment the pain subsided and Jerri started to push back onto that huge draft horse cock the helpless stallion could feel his butt hole stretching wide open. Moaning as he felt so totally filled up, Russie grunted as he felt Jerri's mouth suckling harder on his throbbing erection. He'd read his master right, the butler understood that even before Del's huge fucker was fully inside the highborn stallions eager ass. "Ummm that's right... you needed two big hard cocks inside of you all along... a slut whore like you can't reach your full potential with just one big fucker to serve... You need lots of cocks... pounding in and out of you over and over again morning, noon and night. But don't you worry as my slut slave... you're going to be getting all the dicking you could ever dream of." Russie whispered softly, feeling his masters mouth growing more eager and lustful as Del began to rut his clenching tail hole roughly. The two brothers sharing a wide leering grins over their owners back, as they both fucked deep into him roughly. Jerri was soon grunting and snorting softly, as that huge cock stretched his tail hole to its limits. That huge cock seemed to grow harder as the unseen stud pushed on inside, Jerri could feel the veins and leathery flare pushing out the insides of his bowels as it rammed balls deep into him. The helpless older stallion pushed back eagerly to meet that rough thrust, while his own rock hard cock jutted down neglected and ignored by the males using him. A steady drip of silvery pre-cum splattering onto the shiny marble floor, still the hard fucking his tail hole was stimulating him intensely. Standing up on his hoof tip's Russie looked over Jerri's back, watching Del's massive rut stick drive up that clenching fuck hole. Hearing the masters moans and whimpers of growing submissive pleasure, knowing they were beating the proud stallion down. The butler discovered that he enjoyed watching dirty field slaves using Jerri, almost more than he enjoyed doing it himself. Del's big dirty hands were leaving filthy smudges on the masters creamy white fur, debasing the highborn stallion just as much as that huge cock was debauching him. Reaching down the butler used a bit of greasy filth to write out 'Rape this mareboi', smirking as he did so enjoying the idea of it. Slowly he wrote out a few more things 'Cum loving slut' on that long equine muzzle, 'Faggot in heat' just about that long flowing equine tail. Russie found himself peaking much sooner than he normally would, quickly he pulled his long cock out of that eagerly suckling throat. Stroking his hand up and down the length of it, the grinning butler milked out a huge gush of creaming stud milk out onto Jerri's lapping tongue. Watching in pleasure as the highborn slut eagerly gulped his spoo down, quickly Russie beckoned one of the other fields slaves over. Grasping the big draft horses unwashed male organ, looking at it for a moment before guiding it into their masters mouth. "Ahmmm." Jerri moaned, as that thick cock rough with foul tasting equine smegma was shoved into his mouth. And yet the highborn stallion didn't resist, and was soon suckling on it just as eagerly as he had the butlers clean organ. That huge cock violating his tail hole certainly helped out, each bone jarring thrust pounding the submissive stallion closer and closer to orgasm. Jerri laying there passively in the sex swing, moaning and panting for breath through his long slotted nostrils. As that musky sweaty slave crotch pounded against his nose, covering the masters muzzle in the scents of a lustful male in rut. "Ahem that's right... you had better get use to that taste, my little slave slut." Russie snarled into Jerri's pointed equine ear, as he nibbled in the edge of it playfully for a long moment. "You're gunna be washing a lot of nasty cocks with that slutty mouth of yours, and that tight little stallion cunt of yours is going to be sooooooo sore." Russie teased in a thick lust filled voice, as he enjoyed the sight of the highborn stallion being used by those two big slaves. "But that's what you want though isn't it slut... you love to service big hard cocks." Jerri moaned softly, nodding him long head up and down weakly even as he suckling that thick cock deeper down his long throat. "Hahah... that's my good slut." Russie praised patting his master head mockingly, pausing to use a mucky smear to spell out 'Sucks slave cock' along that sweaty aristocratic neck. And then he stood up snickering derisively, he strolled off into the sitting room to get a drink of cool cider. Russie watched as over the next six hours, the three draft horse stallions took turns fucking Jerri's mouth and tailhole. Until at last around two in the morning they were all too exhausted to go on, Jerri had been fucked over the peak by that time. Spurting out a massive pent up load on to the floor under his dangling body, his erection never flagging even afterwards. A grinning Russie then rung down and had Rhett come and escort them back to the three slave barracks. Once they were gone the butler unstrapped Jerri, the older stallion was a meek, cowering wreak. Staggering like he was intoxicated as Russie lead him over to the bed, laying the sweaty exhausted slut slave on crisp clean sheets. The naked butler climbed in bed with him, laying there snuggling around the trembling broken older male. "I've been most pleased with you tonight..." He whispered into Jerri's ear, as he spooned with the highborn males gently shivering body. "It was so perfect the way you took all those big hard cocks..." The younger stallion rubbed his throbbing erection, against the damp sweaty fur of his masters buttocks. "Just thinking about it has got me all hard and excited again..." Russie moaned, he had deliberately held back from rutting Jerri with the others earlier... because he wanted to be the last one to use the master. The one that Jerri would remember and think about in the coming days, pressing his strong young body up against the older stallions back. "What do you say..." "Please you are my master... use me for your pleasure... I am your slave... I live to please you." Jerri sobbed softly into a pillow, as Russie drew his hip's back and shoved his flare up under that sticky cum covered tail. Jerri's velvety anus was burning hot from all of the abuse it had taken, and a steady stream of slimy cum was leaking out of it. Russie rubbed his cock flare in that cream to lubricate it, and then pushed against that gaping orifice. It was so loose from the huge cocks using it, that the butlers organ slipped into its depths easily. Making Jerri inhale in a long shuddering breath, as that hard organ was driven deep into him. "Oho ho ho ho... your loose cunt feels soooo good little mare." Russie whispered tauntingly, as he slide up until his balls touched against Jerri's own sticky nut sack. With their bodies pressed together, the young virile stallion began thrusting at a slow steady pace. "I love this so much... I love the feeling of your soft gaping pony pussy..." Russie moaned softly kissing and nibbled along his masters sweat neck, the scent of the field slaves musky crotches still strong around Jerri's muzzle. "It pleases me so much little slut slave..." Russie felt the older stallions body trembling harder, as he whispered these words of praise into that pointed equine ear. "The only thing that ruins my pleasure... is feeling these against my own." The young stallion moaned, as he reached down fondling Jerri's fat velvety nut sack as the two of them slapped together softly. He didn't press the point, wanting to just plant the idea within the older stallions mind. The trick he knew was to make the master think it was his own idea, to make the older male want to give them up to please his sexual owner. The sleek handsome butler fucked the older stallion slow and powerfully, rolling him over on his belly and crawling atop his back as he finished off. Rutting hard and faster, driving the older stallion's body down into the soft mattress as Russie threw his head back squealing in pleasure. ** Russie repeated that treatment first thing the next morning, before running them both a bath and getting cleaned up. Jerri was very sore and tender, but to Russie's delight was still extremely docile and obedient as well. The morning went very much like the day before, Jerri getting dressed in his slutty maids uniform. And deferentially went about his cleaning duties spiritlessly, while Russie handling the business of the day. Taking care of both his duties as a butler, and then later the business of running the plantation. There was much more of a mess than the day before, requiring Jerri to do much more floor scrubbing. Also the soiled bed sheets had to changed, it was well past midday meal by the time Jerri had finished. Russie made sure Jerri's lunch had a bit of special sauce on it, he had all the male slaves in the house jerk off into a bowl. And then filled that bowl with oatmeal for the midday meal, and as he sat there eating the masters fresh fruit and breads. Jerri got to spoon flavorless oatmeal and thick potent male cum into his mouth, Russie grinned as he watched the rich stallion licking the sticky spunk out of the spoon eagerly. After their late lunch Jerri spent the rest of the late afternoon under the desk sucking on Russie's cock, while he was working in the older stallion's private office. Taking care a number of items, from setting the price he would sale certain products of the plantation for. To signing the order to have one of the orchard workers gelded, after he was caught trying to breed a female without the masters permission. This made him think of Jarrett, he'd heard the colt fucking Sandra in the linen closet again that morning. It seemed the young colt was very horny in the mornings, either that or he couldn't figure out how to get a female alone at night. It pissed the butler off more than he cared to admit, and while Jerome was much more compliant Russie doubted he would be willing to condemn his only son. The handsome young stallion spent the late evening, before dinner dominating and abusing Jerome to keep the older stallion feeling submissive. And down at dinner, Russie found himself holding up the conversation between Jerome and lady Mara. Both Jarrett and Vivian were out visiting friends, which left Russie spending much more time conversing with the lady of the house. Once dinner was over he escorted Jerome back up stairs, getting the older stallion undressed and into the sex swing. He then sent Rhett down to get three more field slaves, explaining that Del would have them picked out and ready to go. ** Over the next three weeks that all became their routine, the only thing changing was Russie began having four field slaves brought up. And the effects on Jerome became profound, the former proud, confident, controlling master slowly and absolutely transformed into a acquiescent slut slave. And then about the middle of the week Russie noticing lady Mara's scent at dinner, the pretty mare was wearing a lot of scent masking perfume. But his nostrils picked up the scent that was she trying to mask, the sexy highborn palomino mare was coming into season. As a household servant, Russie knew that was one of the few times master Jerome visited his wife's room. With Jerome feeling so passive and humble, Russie had been holding up the conversations with the lady. And tonight while she tried to control herself, the sexy mare was proving to be very flirtatious. She was normally very charming of course, smart and sexy was just her nature state. Yet tonight she was even more charming and sexy, telling gentle jokes while making sly suggestive remarks. Some of which bordering on indelicacy, that left the young butler stiff in his trousers. Back up stairs after dinner, before he sent Rhett to bring up four field slaves, Russie approached Jerri speaking to the naked older stallion slowly. "Mara has come into season... I could smell her at dinner." The young stallion announced, pushing up closer to the tractable, cowering older stallion. "Yes... it was notable." Jerri agreed with a apathetic nod of his head, looking down at the floor meekly. As he followed Russie into the private office, the butler taking out some scrap paper and a pen. Laying them out in front of the slavish older stallion, who looked at the blank paper for a long moment. "As master of this house... I should do something about that... Don't you agree?" Russie asked watching Jerri's muzzle carefully, the broken older stallion trembled slightly. Looking up at the younger stallion for half a second, and then lowered his eyes servilely. It was one of the last things a stallion would willingly agree to, letting some other male fuck his wife. "Yes master..." Jerri answered obsequiously, making Russie grin in delight at having gotten the master so much under his control. Shoving the pen and paper at the older male, he had Jerri write a note for him. 'I smelled your scent at dinner... turn out your bedroom lights and I will see to your needs.' Jerri wrote out the note carefully, just like he was told to do a profound look of personal reflection on his muzzle. Russie's grinned very wide, reading that look of understanding on Jerri's handsome muzzle. The rich stallion was giving up his breeder status willingly, he'd given up his need for control to the younger stallion already. In this simple act Jerome had signed away his stallion hood, and that both pleased and shocked Russie. Smiling the young butler took out the breeding chart, Ordering Jerri to add his name to it, And then alongside his name Russie wrote in bold letters the name of the mare he would be breeding 'Lady Mara'. The grinning Butler then took Jerri over to the play room, strapping him into the sex swing before summoning Rhett. He gave the footman the note to take to lady Mara, as he when down to the barracks to collected the four field slaves. Twenty minutes later Rhett was back, Russie took charge of the four big draft horse stallions. The butler lead them back to the playroom, getting them started on fucking Jerri into submission. He put Del in charge of the other three, explaining to his brother that he would be gone for a hour or so. Once that was done he went to the bathroom, taking a quick but very hot bath. Getting as much scent off of himself as he could, before splashing a bit of Jerome's cologne on. And then dressing himself in the stallion's robe, he carefully snuck down to the second floor. Having to pass Jarrett and Vivian's bedroom doors, there was light coming from under both and that made him nervous. Luckily the lady Mara's bedroom was at the far end of the hall, well away from those to rooms. Slowly Russie made his way up to the door, seeing no light coming out from under it. Carefully he blew out the hallway lights, and then slipped into the room inhaling deeply as he did. Her heat scent was much more intense in that room, and the young stallion instantly felt his already hard cock lift that robe up. Dripping pre- cum like it never had before, he felt a rush of hormone driven desire unlike he'd even experienced. He was in a room alone with a mare in season, and he knew he'd not leave that room without breeding her. Even if it meant losing his life, the lady Mara was going to feel his huge cock and receive his bastard seed. A lustful nicker escaped his lips, and the sound of it made him jump. He had to control himself, had to remember not to speak or that would give him away. "I was afraid you weren't going to come... please I need it... I need you so bad." Lady Mara's sweet voice sounding even sweeter, as she begged for him to come breed her. Russie edged across the room slowly in the darkness, his eyes just able to see from the moon light coming in the window. "I know you're not very comfortable with this... I'm so glad you're feeling like mounting me again." The way she said it, Russie got the feeling she had not been expecting her husband to come breed her. The young butler had heard the rumors last year, that Jerome had only visited her at the height her heat an only for a single night. The young butler could only see once reason for that, the gay stallion could only get it up for a female when her pheromones were at their strongest. That certainly wasn't a problem he was having, when he'd caught her heat scent at dinner his organ had almost burst out of his trousers. Sliding out of the robe he hung it over the bed post, and climbed into the bed with his masters young wife. "Ammm gods... I'd forgot how big you are." Mara moaned softly, as her soft hands fondled his male hood eagerly as he climbed up on top of her. Russie almost giggled at that statement, his bastard half draft horse cock was twice as large as Jerome's slender highborn organ. "I need your seed..." The pretty highborn mare begged lustfully, sounding like any common mare in her desire. "Please it's the only thing that can quench the fire in my loins." Russie felt her lifting the edge of her nightgown, and then inhaled deeply as he felt her hand guide his throbbing flare to her wet sex. He wanted to answer her back, wanted to tell her of his own desire for her. But understood that to do so would destroy everything he'd been working for, and so just covered her mouth with his own kissing her lustfully. "Ammm Ahaha..." The young butler moaned out suddenly in a harsh guttural voice, as her wet slick sex swallowed his throbbing cock flare. Russie avoiding using words in hopes she wouldn't realize he wasn't her husband, instead letting out a long loud sigh of pleasure. For the first time he could appreciate Jarrett's words about what it felt like to breed, that thought made the young stallion smirk in the darkness. At the idea that he was discovering the pleasure of pussy, by breeding the young colts own mother. After having broken the colt's sire into a slut slave, who was upstairs being used like a mare by no less than four big draft horse slaves. "Uhuuu Yes." The sexy mare screamed out as that big male organ parts her soft folds, her natural fluids easing the path for that big, brutal organ. As it spears smoothly into the depths of her young body, Russie pushed forward eagerly sinking his stout rut stick into those wet folds, making his slave stallion cock slowly disappear into the lady's needy sex. "Oho... ohooo yes." The sexy palomino mare moaned out eagerly, as that long stud stick pushed deeply into her. She whimpered lustfully, as his big, hot hands caressed her lush, soft body more intensely. His master's wife's pussy felt so incredibly good on his fat cock, and the young stallion instantly knew he deserved to fuck her much more than his sissy faggot master did. He grabbed her hard and started to pump in and out of her lustfully, taking his time, to make sure the lady's pussy would be swollen and tingling later from a long hard fuck. Mara moaned and squealed wiggled on his monster cock, pushing her hot sex up eagerly to meet his slow deep thrusts. "Oho gods... oho fuck yeah." The sexy mare moaned in the dark as he fondled her soft breasts, his mouth finding a hard nipple nibbling and suckling on it playfully. "That's feels sooooo good." She moaned out in pleasure and pain, as that mighty fuck stick stretched her rarely used sex. With that Russie started thrusting hard and fast then, those strong hips working fast and hard, plunging the butler's hard organ in deep. Those big draft horse balls jostled heavily within their sack, and quivered as Russie thrust hard into that willing mare. The eager slave nibbled on her long neck, as he worked his hard rod in and out of the pretty highborn mares female-flesh. The unseen slave stallion starting to give Mara long, slow strokes, making his big sac slap her crotch firmly, breeding her good and hard, like a stud stallion takes a mare. Russie snorted lustfully into the lady's ear, his breath hot and steamy as his wide hips rose and fell between her sleek thighs. He groped those soft bouncing breasts and kneaded them in his strong hands, the butler couldn't help but smirk as he enjoyed the knowledge that he was cuckolding his master. Russie felt her pussy tighten on his hefty cock, he felt her whole body tense up during her hard climax. Mara's eyes rolled back in her head, as a powerful wave of orgasm washed through her lush young body. That tight equine pussy squeezing and milking his throbbing fucker, even while that hard organ tensing all the harder. Before releasing a powerful gush of hot cum deep into her, filling that fertile young womb to over flowing. Ensuring that her belly would soon swell with his offspring, even while shudders of pure pleasure rocked her body. Small hands gripped his shoulders as those strong hip's pounded on a few moments longer, before slowing to a stop. He lay atop her in the darkness, panting for breath as that hot soft sex trembled and squeezed at his spent organ. Milking out every last drop of his seed into her, as they kissed and caressed each other in the darkness. And for a second Russie almost felt like Mara was his own wife, he had just taken her in the most intimate of ways after all. And she was eagerly kissing him, her fondles caressing his sweaty young body as his organ twitched within her. At last he came to his senses, remembering that he was stealing this pleasure from her... Climbing off of her Russie reached down taking the robe off the bed post, slipping it on and he headed for the door. Hearing her needy voice call out into the darkness, begging him to come back again the next night. This request making the young stallion's lip's curl up into a wide smile, he'd be back alright just as much as he could manage. And his potent young seed would put a colt in her belly, it would be his offspring who owner this plantation someday. Leaving her there in bed gasping for breath, the young butler slipping out of the room. Smirking as he made his way down the hallways and back upstairs, cautious to remain unseen. Quickly taking a second bath, this time to get the cologne and mare in heat scent off of him. Before slipping back into the masters rooms, the fucking of Jerri was still going on hot and heavy. Which with four big horny draft stallions, who were being given the opportunity to used the master who had tormented them as their own personal fuck slut really wasn't surprising at all. Russie watched the big slave stallions switch out, smirking because he knew Jerri was completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. The butler had only been gone a hour, even if it was a hour in heaven between the legs of the mistress of the house. Pouring himself a long drink of cider, he moved over to watch those big horny draft horses pounding the dangling Jerri. The master was moaning and begging for more, even more wildly than his wife had been. That thought making Russie chuckle lewdly, as Del circled around him sniffing at the slender highborn appearing butler. There was already a massive puddle of cum under the dangling Jerri's jutting hard on, and that stiff organ was quivering and tensing. It was plainly building up to another orgasm, that sight making the young stallion laugh gloatingly. Del pulled his younger brother back out of the play room, his wide equine nostrils flaring as he looked down at the butler. "I smell the scent of a mare in heat on you..." The big draft horse grunted softly, as Russie smirking up at him slowly nodding his handsome head. "The master isn't the only one in need... I just came back from taking care of the lady of the house." The young butler explained with a big gloating smile, even as Del looked at him in open mouthed shock. The big draft horse knew his younger brother had much more of their father in him, than he did himself. But it was still shocking how cunning and highborn Russie was being, tricking the master into allowing himself to be broken into a true slave. And now pretending to be the master, so that he could breed the rich stallion's beautiful wife. "The master will geld you... if he finds out you've been breeding without his permission." Del snorted the warning angrily, and then watched as Russie's grin only widened. "Worried about me big brother... heh you don't need to be." Russie assured the big draft horse, as he wrapped his arms around the other stallions neck and hugged him. "Because I got his permission..." The cream colored young stallion assured, making his brothers muzzle take on a look of shock and surprise once again. "You guys have fucked him into such a submissive slut... that he couldn't even get enough will power to tell me I couldn't sire on his wife. That's your guys doing just as much as mine... all the cock you've been putting in him has done the work." Russie laughed as the big draft horse starred at him for a long moment, and then began to chuckle lewdly glancing over his shoulders as Jerri was moaning and whimpering. The two of them strolling back into the playroom, to take their turns using the rich well born stallion. Later that night after the draft horses had left, Russie smirked as he thought about the amount of control he had managed to take for himself. All it had took was time and effort, it had even been delightfully pleasurable efforts. After the field slaves finished with him, and Jerome was rutted into a stupefied state. So pleasure dazed and befuddled that he was little more than a helpless rapture enthralled slut slave. The young butler would rut the helpless mesmerize pleasure slave, in his own bed just like he'd bred the older stallion's wife earlier. While his will-less and speechless mareboi was moaning his thanks, whimpering in joy at being used by his master. Russie had taken the lessons he'd learned as an abused colt, and used them to turn his owner into his personal slave. The irony being that Jerome had wanted to experience the pleasure of being a slave, and was now so lost in the joy of serving a strong master that he was totally enslaved by it. Oddly the weaker and more submissive Jerri became, the more Russie felt his affections growing for the sluttish gay stallion. |
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