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Master Of The House Chapter 4 by Hooves The butler was just returning to the manor house, wiping mud off his finely polished hooves. When lady Mara came out on the grand porch, hurrying over to him with concern on his pretty golden muzzle. "Oh Russie is it true?" She sobbed throwing herself into the tall slave stallion's arm, as he cradled her soft body against his own gently. Suddenly wishing he'd been able to wash his hands off a bit better, he could still smell the colts tail hole on his finger. "Has he sent my little boy off to be..." The sexy mare was still faintly giving off heat scent, and was still dressed in only her frilly silky nightgown. Obviously she had hurried down as soon as she'd heard, the butler guessing that she'd heard about it from Dora. The house servants talked to the ladies personal maid like she was one of them, so without a doubt Dora had told Mara. "Yes I'm afraid so..." The sleek handsome butler answered back, his clean hand stroking the pretty mares pale golden mane gently. "The young master was caught raping poor Sarah. And the master of the house has sent him off to the doctor, to be gelded for his crime." Russie explained, feeling very aware of the fact that the other servants eyes were watching them, the wash maids had already noticed certain scents on his clothing. He was careful to keep his hands only on safe spots on the ladies sleek warm back, as that lush body pressed against him. "He will be put to work in the cider house..." Which was a polite way of saying, that he would be living in the gelding house and be getting used for the slave stallions pleasure. The other house slaves understood that at once, but it was doubtful the highborn lady would understand exact what that meant for her handsome colt. "I'm sorry my lady... but such are the rules laid down by the master." He gently dried her tears with his pocket handkerchief, before slowly escorting her back to her room. Once they were safely behind closed doors, Russie lustfully kissed the highborn mare's soft lip's. "Oh Russie..." She moaned soft as their lip's parted, looking up at the tall handsome young stallion. Her hands were plucking at his clothing, and the butler was feeling pretty excited after exercising his new power by having her son gelded. The only thing that could make it better was breeding this sexy mare afterwards, the big slave stallion smiling faintly knowing the doctor would have the colts balls off by now. And the humbled colt would be riding the bulls thick cock, he let her open his trousers and take his hard cock out. "I really should get back to my duties..." He protested weakly, they both knew he wasn't going anywhere until she was finished with him. As the slave stallion watched, the pretty highborn mare dropped to her knees in front of him. Russie feeling a new thrill of power, as he looked down watching the sexy mare as she nuzzled his massive cock flare. Soft hot lip's caressing his male flesh, this rich mare kissing the hard cock of a slave stallion. Russie stroked her wry mane with one hand, as her mouth worked its way up and down his long rut stick. Making the young stallion's breath grow faster and deeper, as she licked along his throbbing cock. Getting it nice and wet before she took him into her mouth, suckling his throbbing erection deeper and deeper into her muzzle. The rich well born mare looking up into his eyes, as she slid her mouth up and down his trembling rut muscle. His hand grabbed her mane as that big shaft disappeared into her mouth, the blunt tip of it was soon touching the tight muscles of her throat. It was a unbelievable sensation, having this beautiful female servicing him like this. "I've never done this before..." The pretty mare admitted unnecessarily, she wasn't even a tenth as good a cock sucker as her husband was. "But I've always wanted to try it... I hope you don't mind." Russie smiled, stroking her cheek gently as he watched her pleasure him with that lovely mouth of hers. The slave butler wishing he could replay this for Jarrett to watch, the spoiled colts pretty mother blowing the cock of the servant who had her rotten colt gelded. "Anything you want from me sexually... you are more than welcomed to my lady." Russie assured her softly, guiding her pretty mouth and whispering gently instructions to her. Training the highborn lady in just how to pleasure a slaves cock, with her soft mouth. It took her almost twenty minutes of awkward effort, to get him to feed her a massive gush of his cum. The handsome cream colored stallion standing over her, hip thrust out as he caressed her head tenderly. One big hand running through his own rusty reddish mane, as he looked down at her lovingly. "Yes... oho yes swallow it all my little mare." He ordered in a gently yet commanding tone, watching as the lustful palomino mare gulped down his seed. Once he had finished feeding her, Russie pulled her up onto her hooves to share a kiss. Enjoying the flavor of his musky cock and salty cum in her mouth, his long slotted nostril picking up the scent of her excited sex. He began at her neck kissing slowly and biting gently, savoring her smell and every inch of her flavor. Slowly her turned her around and bent her over the foot of her big bed, having her brace her hands on the blankets much like he'd positioned her son the night before. Lifting her nightgown up over her sexy round ass, he dropped to his knee's behind her. The butler positioned his shoulders under her thighs and gazed at the beautiful, pink teardrop shaped peach between her legs, kissing the inside of her right thigh, then suckling the inside of her left. He reveled in her scent and moistened his palate with the thoughts of citrus and honey. Pushing his big round equine nose up under her tail, sniffing her sweet equine sex lustfully. The scent of his own cum from where he'd fucked her the night before still strong, as her dewy slit gaped open ever so slightly. With his long, flat tongue equine he lazily tasted her. So sweet, so juicy, so gratifying was her flavor that he wrapped his arms around her legs and pulled her close, burying his mouth in her delicious folds. He could feel her wetness soaking his lips but it only made him more excited. Russie inhaled those sweet musky scents, feeling himself growing hard once again even as he buried his tongue within her quivering sex. He loved making her moan, it was such deep satisfaction to feel the power he had over this sexy highborn female. The slave stallion could feel her wetness soaking his lips, but it only made him more excited. He danced his mobile tongue around and around like some wicked waltz responding to her gasps and moans. She followed his lead, grinding her loins against the entirety of his mouth, using him as an instrument with which to orchestrate the crescendo of her own desire. Steadily and firmly, Russie licked her over and over again, pulling his tongue away just shy of her clitoris. Russie flicked his tongue across her winking knob like a stick on a snare drum, and inserted two eager fingers into her slick center. The slave stallion continued licking upward, varying from the center by alternating licks along each side of her sex folds to cover every inch with his tongue. By that time his muzzle was drenched in her juices and he was able to savor that special nectar that only an aroused mare can give. Her moans rose into a pleasure-filled shriek, he felt her gasp quicker and faster and her walls close tight around his fingers. Russie pressing his mobile lip's against Mara's tender sex lip's, his strong tongue thrusting deep into that slick love tunnel. Feeling the soft round knob of her clitoris, winking against his exploring tongue as he ate out that musky sex. The lustful servant slowly swept his long tongue from bottom to top, the length of her quivering pussy, causing another shudder to radiate through her body. Finally he could sense that the time was right, her mind was in that special place, that heaven where only the sensations of pleasure are felt. "Yes, there... there. Don't stop... Ohooo Russie lick my clit, make me cum." The lady Mara squealed begging for him to pleasure her, and so he bore down on her clit with his powerful tongue and started licking in a frenzy. Until finally she released in a succulent explosion that left his mouth soaking to the bottom of his nose and his hand wet all the way to his wrist. Working for a few minutes more like that, before standing up and guiding his stiff cock back into that wet sex. Licking his lip's excitedly, forgetting all about his plans to hide his sexual relationship from the household staff. The ladies juices ran down his thick rut stick, as he slowly sank it into her until his sheath lip's pushed up against her hot sex. The scent of her soaking into his furry crotch, as it was smeared over the leathery skin of his huge draft horse size cock. "Oho Uhu Oho Russie!" The pretty golden mare moaned out loudly, as she leaned over the bed. Pushing her sexy round rump back eagerly, bucking and squealing happily as the butler gripped her soft hips. Driving his long, hard organ in and out of her soft sex, as the enthusiastic highborn mare pushed back as he slammed into her faster and harder. Her sex was so hot it was almost painful, as it contracted on his fat organ. Mara's strong virginal muscles gripping and squeezing his erection in the most delightful way. "Yes... Uhuuu... rut me hard Russie..." Lady Mara begged him ardently, even while he lay over her back nibbling and chewing lustfully along the ridge of her neck. As his mind flashed back to chewing on Jarrett's neck in the same manner, know that the fat bull was most likely doing the same thing to the colt at that very moment. Smirking widely then Russie drew back his strong hips, thrusting hard and deep as he leaned over her back. The slave stallion body swiftly pumping, that huge equine organ battering her soft insides."Oh gods Russie you feel so good inside of me... You're so big and hard... so much of a stallion." The beautiful highborn mare squealed out, screaming it out plainly not caring if she was heard. "Gods I wish I'd married you..." She twisted her long narrow equine head around, finding his lip's with her own. Sharing a long open mouth kiss, as he pounded into her shivering body over and over again... He knew her body was reacting instinctively to the stimulus, but this only added to his delight at rutting her. She squealed in delight, as he rammed her sex in barbarous lust. His heavy body slammed roughly into her soft acquiescent flesh, that mighty draft horse organ stretching her tight sex. He took her swiftly and ferociously, battering her tender female flesh with his hard aroused organ. Russie panted through his nose, as he ravished her hot diminutive sex, his thrusts gathering speed as he did. His powerful hip's forced her leg's even wider apart, their bodies slapping together again and again. Tremors pulsed through his loin's making his whole body quiver, as he looked down at her sweaty gasping body. His buttock's pumped back and forth, as he repeatedly leaned into her; burying his cock-ball's deep each thrust. Planting his long organ into his sexy mare at the precise depth it would most likely impregnate her. Her sweet, hot mare sex eagerly winking and squeezing, trying to milk out all his seed. Until he felt her trembling and quivering deep inside, loud nickers of orgasmic pleasure escaping her. As wave after wave of pleasure washed though her, until that strong body collapsed onto the bed. Slowly the butler slipped his thick organ out of her, his spent organ quickly retreating back into his sheath. "Thank you... thank you Russie..." The sexy golden mare moaned weakly, as the handsome slave stallion smiling down at her. "That felt so good..." The lady moaned, as she watched him pull his trousers back up and button them slowly. "No thank you my lady." The tall slave stallion grunted, licking his lip's again as he turned around. "I must go see to my duties... the master will expect me to report back. But I'll be back to night... and every night you want me to come back." He promised, before slipping out of the room to find the ladies personal maid Dora waiting in the hallway. It was obvious from the sly, shy look on the middle aged mares muzzle, that she had heard everything that had been going on between the two of them. And Russie instantly became aware of the fact that he was covered in the lady mares sex scent. "Thank you for taking care of her sir." Dora whispered as she threw her arms around his neck and gave him a little hug, before remember herself and stepping back respectfully. "She's been so lone and unhappy in recent years... but ever since you... you began to visit, she's been so much happier." The middle aged mare smiled brighter, as the young slave stallion stood there dumbfounded. "And now with himself having naughty young Jarrett undone, well she'll need someone more than ever." "I will always do my best for her... and hope that one day she will love me as much as I've always loved her." Russie grunted, watching the older servant mares eyes light up at his words, he'd read a few of those book mares enjoyed so much. It was exactly the kind of thing the hero in one of those novels ladies read would say, and as he watched her reaction Russie knew it was just the right thing to say. There was even some truth in those words, he did plan on always taking care of her. And he had always lusted after her, wanted to possess her as his own. Now that she was his to breed, he was never going to let anything happen to her of their offspring. "Now we must each get back to our duties, your lady will need a bath please see to it." "Yes sir..." Dora called happily, as she hurried off to see to her ladies needs while Russie turned to head upstairs. He was planning to have Jerri clean him up in the bath chamber, since he was now reeking of the ladies sexual scent. The butler was replaying the pleasures of that soft mare sex, as he strolled down the hall toward the main staircase. Russie only got as far as the staircase, where he was met by Rhett the younger slave Stallion had the mail. However Rhett was joined y all the other male house slaves, and they quickly surrounded Russie as he stood there. They nostrils flaring as the circled around him, plainly picking up the high born mares sex scents on the butler. "What's this all about?" Russie asked in his calm commanding voice, as the other slave Stallions licked their lip's. "We've all heard the rumors... from the field slaves about the master..." Bernard the gardener spoke up, smirking at the sex scent coming off of the butler. "And we wanta have a go on that gelding bitch... all the field slave have done it." "Not all of them..." Russie countered with a smirk, not bothering to deny anything since the cat was plainly out of the bag. "But your right you all should have your turns as well... right now the master is up stairs on the third floor dressed as a slutty maid clearing." Russie told them, making the assembled Stallion jerk in shock and surprise at the knowledge of how far the master had been broken. "You will draw lots Rhett can see to it... the winners will come upstairs in twos and threes. And Jerri my slutty maid will see to your pleasure... when the first group is finish lots will be drawn for the second and then third until everyone has gotten to use my gelding bitch." "What about herself?" One of the footmen asked jerking his head down the hall towards the lady Mara's room. "You can have the father and gelding son... but the lady is mine alone. I am the master of this house now... and only I will breed her." Russie said it in his most commanding voice, wanting there to be no mistaking who ran the plantation now. "Rhett see to the drawing of lots, and bring the first group up as soon as they've been chosen. I'll be upstairs in the office seeing to the business of running the Plantation, once the first group is ready bring them up." With that settled the butler turned and climbed the stairs leaving them behind, his plans for a long hot bath with Jerri servicing his every need ruined. The sleek butler was only vaguely aware that he was rambling at that point, leaving them behind he went up to the master's suite. Finding Jerri naked and on all fours scrubbing the play room floor, that sight calmed him more than a bit. Taking the crumpled up pair of panties out of his pocket, Russie held them up to his nose to inhale the scent for a long moment. Shivering in desire at the heat scent that was still on them, it made him horny all over again. Soon he had his former master sucking on his hard cock, as the big slave stallion sat back in his chair. Stroking Jerri's rough mane, as he watched those soft high born lip's slide up and down his throbbing erection. Until he heard a knock at the door, standing up he tucked his stiff organ back into his shiny trousers. Before strolling over to the door and throwing it open, Rhett stood there with three other eager young slave stallions. "Come in all of you..." Russie invited gesturing for the others to come inside, Rhett led the three other males into the sitting room. "Jerri be a good little gelding and see to the pleasures of my guest... treat them as you would treat me." The butler ordered as if this was something he did all the time, turning he looked at the four slave males with a gloating smile. "You may use my little slut slave here as much as you like... have fun." And with that he walked over to read the mail in his new office, even as the four young studs circled around the naked gelding fondling that soft body eagerly. Jerri blushed hard as the three fully dressed house servants, began to look their former masters gelding body over lustfully. The highborn gelding finding this more intensely humiliating, than being fucked by the big dirty field slaves. The field slave draft stallions had been kind of anonymous, Jerri had knew they were his slaves but had never really interacted with them. These young studs he'd seen every day, they had served him dinner or opened doors for him. Jerri knew them all by sight, he'd made Jim clean manure off his hooves in the past. Now the gelding found himself licking the slave males tail hole, his head held in place by a single big strong hand in his mane. Bent over he saw the other three examining his hind quarters, Rhett was tracing out the gelding scars with one finger tip. While the other horny young males laughed, they had all visited the slave geldings in the cider house Toby's brother was one of those geldings. Jerome had ordered his gelding, because he'd tried to mount a mare without permission. Now the highborn slave owners only son was a gelding, castrated because he'd bred a mare without permission. And Jerri had giving up his own male hood, for no other reason than it pleased his master. Jerri felt Rhett's wide cock flare throbbing against his tail hole, that well broken in orifice couldn't resist it. Toby's soft hands held Jerri's rump cheeks a part, as Rhett sank his thick length into Jerri's hot rut hole. "Hurhurhur..." Escaped the blushing geldings lip's, as the lustful young male slid that thick fucker into him. Jerri had never realized it before, but all of them had a certain look that spoke of highborn blood. He knew that his own sire had bred the slave draft mares, but suddenly Jerri began to notice that all the house servants looked a lot like him. The shape of the heads and the slender build, it was all there in these handsome young studs. Jim turned around and looked for at Jerri with a gloat smirk, slowly rubbing his leaking cock flare all over the former master's muzzle. "You clean up manure pretty well yourself." The slave stud smirk as he caressed those velvety equine lip's, before pushing his hard equine fucker between them. "Now suck my dick you gelding bitch." Apart of the former slave owner knew he should resist, only the part of him that could resist was absent. Cut off by a fat old drunk bovine, sitting in a jar on Russies desk. A trophy of the absolute conquest, that the slave had archived over the stallion who had once owned him. And whom his now owned utterly, Jerri was just now beginning to understand what had happened to him. But it was far too late for the highborn gelding to do anything about it, he'd chosen the road he wanted to walk and now had to forever live with that choice. That soft mouth became more fawning on the young sneering slave stallion's throbbing hard on, and Jerri heard soft words of praise and pleasure. That was all he lived for... the words of acknowledgement of his eager happy service to his new owners pleasure. ** The heavy bull sat back on the small bed, his shoulders and head resting against the wall. As he looked down as the handsome colt on all fours in the floor, Jarrett had his long equine head between the bulls flabby thigh's. "Well, lookee what we's got here." The young draft horse colt squealed in a loud taunting voice, as he saw the new highborn gelding. "Mr. son of the owner done come down a here to earth fer somthin', this what you come fer, pretty boi?" The young stallion cupped his hefty hard on in his big dirty hands, wiggling that huge fucker at the blushing Jarrett. "That is if'n ya done mind none Doc." The fat Bull's thick lip's pulled back in a wide leering smile, and he winked invitingly at the young slave colt. "Nawww... you go ahead and bust his highborn asshole wide open." The older Bull snickered, watching Jarrett's eyes widen in shock and horror as he saw the size of the young draft horse's massive fucker. It was plain that he was both impressed and intimidated by the huge size of that rather small draft horse fucker. "Please..." The sleek white highborn colt begged, even as the fat older Bull grabbed his head and forced his mouth back down in those musky bull balls. Enjoying the act of forcing the formerly stuck up colt to lick the sweat off his huge nuts, something the young horse no longer had himself. "Hope ya like whatcha see geldin' bitch... Cause this is what we all got jest fer you, we's gunna jam this up yer pooper... all tha way into in yer belly, we will. Yer can scream all yer want as I open you a wide one, I know yer want it. I seen yer lookin' at me... I'se know that look. Not so hoity-toity now tho' now that ya done lost them tiny little nuts o yer'n." The young slave taunted the handsome colt, as his nose and mouth were pressed to the old bull's hefty nuts. Weakly Jarrett licked potent musky sweat off those huge bovine balls, as his young body was jolted by hard rut thrusts from behind. "Yer my mare now." He declared, while roughly mounted the sobbing colt, shoving his hard pole up the young horse's backside. The young highborn gelding bucked and struggled weakly, but this only served to wiggle the slave studs hard cock into his slowly opening anus. "Ohowo fuck." He whimpered as that hard, relentless erection at last pushed past his gates, inch by inch until the young equines anal muscles gave out. And that hard fucker slid smoothly inside of him, the young gelding letting out a long whinny. 'WEEHEHEEE.' Letting his heavy cum filled draft horse balls sway and slap the poor gelding's wounded crotch. The young draft horse slave smiling insanely wide, as he used the highborn colt for his mare. Doc Beery had opened that hole up himself, and shot two loads of creamy bull milk up in there to lube it good. "See I told you... you weren't gonna lack for boyfriends around here, cutie." The fat bull snickered, as he took a long drink from the bottle of cheap rye whisky. One hand stroking and caressing the young geldings velvet soft equine ears, as that lapping tongue moved up to the big bovines swiftly hardening cock. "You liking the taste of my ball sweat geldie?" Jarrett only grunted softly in answer, maybe it sounded like a yes maybe it didn't the doctor didn't really care. "Not the treat your use to... I know that well enough. You've got a sugar mouth rather than a salt one... yer gunna be tasting a lotta salt and musky from now on though. Word has already got around... the masters son is a gelding to be used now. Heh... yer not gunna be getting much rest... until that tight little geldie cunt of yours is stretched out big around as a wash tub. Hanging open as draft horse cum drips out of it like it's a leaky roof... You got a job now ya highborn bitch, got an occupation so to speak... making yer betters cum. Yeah that's right I said 'Betters' because even the lowest slave stallion is better than a gelding... even a highborn one like you." "Uhuhuuu gods please..." The gelding let out a long moan, as the young slave colt behind him pounded that huge cock savagely into the pampered geldings clenching anus. "Yeah ohooooo... yeah pound that gelding." The drunken old bull snickered lewdly, while the helpless sobbing new gelding bucked and struggled, as that young draft colt used his tight hole hard. His mouth going wild on the old bovines sweat balls and sheath, soon that long red bull cock was hardening up once more. While the young draft horse's massive equine balls spanking that deballed crotch roughly, as the young slave stallion chuckled lustfully. His massive balls slapped the gelding's wound, and making the highborn gelding's limp noodle flop around comically between his creamy thigh's. "Oho heheh... You sure look like your enjoying the geldings sissy hole." Doc Beery snickered lewdly, as he watched the horny colt slammed that sexy mareish rump. "Ugh I love dat tight ass." The young draft horse slave moaned out softly, even as his strong hip's pounded that clenching hole all the harder. Jarrett's strong young body jerking, as that wide cock head smack hard against his pleasure button. Making a steady stream of clear prostate juices dribble out of that useless flapping gelding organ. "Huhuhu." The Jarrett's breath was coming out in deep ragged gasps, as he felt that thick stallion fucker pounding deep inside of him. "He's flaring I can feel him... soooo big and hard inside of me." The formerly stuck up masters son whimpered, plainly what he was feeling was bringing him pleasure and bothering him at the same time. This was even more intense than the rough finger fucking Russie had given him the night before. "Oho gods... he's going to make me..." The young highborn colt squealed, his soft hole clamping down tightly around that thick invader. The words Russie had taunted him with the night before suddenly running through his head 'What do they call a male... who comes from having something shoved in and out of his ass? What was that you called me once... a faggot.' "I'm a faggot." The once proud, but now utterly humbled gelding moaned as his limp cock shuddered and spat out a gush of clean seedless juice. "Heheh that's right... he's going to lube that sweet faggot pussy of yours for your next stallion boyfriend." The fat older bull laughed lewdly, as he grabbed the wellborn colt's long narrow head. And forcefully fed Jarrett that long bovine fucker, making the handsome colt gag slightly as it fucked down his throat. ** Russie read over the letter again, it was from the father of the young lady Veronica's betrothed. Telling Jerome that the young stallion would be coming to visit for a week, the visit was set to coincide with the filly's heat. It was customary in wealthy families that arranged the marriages of their offspring, it allow the couple to have a preemptive breeding. That way they would already have a foal on the way, making it all but impossible for them to back out of the marriage. And since mares who lived together generally had their cycles very close together, young Veronica was just coming into her first heat. The Butler smiled at that, he was planning to see to it that the filly have a foal on the way alright... his own foal. Young master Abel would be arriving in time to share dinner that very night, the butler sat back in the chair stroking his chin. He had a rough plan already, but things had worked out better than he'd expecting what with Jarrett getting himself gelded. Luckily brother and sister were about the same build, and in a dark room with a nervous, overly excited young stallion. "Heheh..." With a little luck, two highborn families would end up being inherited by the offspring of a slave butler. The butler stood up and strolled back into the other room, smiling as he saw Jerri on all fours with a fat slave cock sliding into both ends. Russie flashed Rhett a wide grin, as he walked past them and out of the room. Going down to the kitchens to make sure everything was going well, as he moved through the house Russie noticed the other servants looking at him in awe. Next he talked to the house keepers, making sure Abel would be in the east wing guest bedroom. Which was the farthest from Veronica's room, that would make things appear proper. As well as keeping the two of them from hearing any noises they weren't supposed to, since both of them were going to be rutting someone other than each other. He was just getting ready to go back up stairs, when he was called out onto the porch of the manner house. Gerald one of the overseers for the cane fields, had came to ask the master of the house about his sales of the sorghum syrup. Russie informed him that the master was busy, but that what he'd been sent was in writing and was what the master had decided. The wellborn stallion didn't like it much, but couldn't really do too much about it. He went away looking none too happy, clearly he felt that the syrup was better sold for eating. Russie had gotten a much better price from the distillers, who wanted to turn it into liquor rather than eat it. Russie got the feeling that he would have to keep an eye on Gerald in the near future, turning the butler went back to getting his plans ready for Abel's arrival. First he checked on dinner preparations, finding everything in order for the coming meal. Next he went down to the cider house to talk to Jarrett, he found the new gelding covered in the shiny cum of a dozen slave Stallions. The formerly overly proud Colt was now kneeling humbly, his mouth working to please the older male standing over him. Once he had swallowed down every drop of the slave Stallion's cum, Russie closed the door so that he could be alone with the highborn gelding. Slowly he strolled over to stand before Jarrett, the new gelding's eye's slowly looked up at Russie. Even as his hands moved to the butler's trousers, carefully unbuttoning them and taking out that huge semi hard cock. Looking up into the standing butlers eyes, the kneeling former master slowly took the blunt head of that big cock into his mouth. "Heh." Russie chuckled at how submissive and eager to please the former haughty Colt had become, that hot mouth licking and swallowing the cock that still smelled of his mothers pussy. "I have a job for you tonight..." As Jarrett worked to pleasure him, Russie explained the gelding's part in his plan. Sensing the highborn geldings reluctance, the butler explained that if he didn't do exactly as ordered. It would result in a second trip to the Doctor, which made Jarrett tremble in fear and horror. It was clear that while the highborn gelding didn't relish the idea of deceiving a highborn Stallion, he liked the idea of having the Doctor work on him again a lot less. Russie stroked the young geldings head as he felt himself peaking, his hip's bucking and fucking the former young masters muzzle. The tall slave Stallion smiled, as he released a heady load of cum down that eagerly suckling throat. He felt the Colt gulp down his load swiftly, and pulled back so the last spurt would fill Jarrett's mouth. "I'll do it... I'll do it..." The young gelding gasped choking for breath, as his head sagged submissively before the standing Stallion who had ordered him gelded. Jarrett had come to understand, that everything he had thought was true his whole life was just the opposite. Highborn equines were in fact inferior to their draft Horse slaves, it was only luck that had made them the masters. He looked up lovingly at the Stallion who was his master, licking his lip's as that huge draft Horse cock dangling inches from his muzzle. "You had better not try to warn Abel... and you had better not let him discover that you're not the female he is expecting." Russie warned darkly as his gripped the Colts soft chin and lifted his head, to look into his eyes powerfully. "Because if he does... the Doctor will be making a real mare out of you." "He won't find out... I'll be careful... I won't fail you master" The Colt promised as his eyes looked into Russies for a moment, and then looked down submissively. Russie cocked his head, trying to decide if the gelding was mocking him with that 'master'. The look of total broken submissive at last convincing him that the young highborn gelding had been sincere. "I'll send Rhett down to bring you up to the house after dinner, be ready to go when he comes to collect you." Russie instructed as he tucked his spent cock back into his trousers, noting that the geldings eyes watched his spent organ with unhidden desire. Gently he stroked Jarrett's mane with one hand, before he turned and strolled out. * It was just before dinner, that the young highborn Stallion's carriage came rolling up to the plantation house. He just had time to get washed up before the meal, it was a very strained and awkward dinner to be sure. Russie made Jerome's excuses, claiming the older Stallion was very busy with plantation business and did not have time to attend. The room was awash with the smell of burning incense, and perfume that the young lady Veronica was wearing to hid her heat scent. Every male in the room was very much aware of it however, young Abel was particularly wild eyed and frothy. The smells of the food and the strong smell of the males sweat in the room soon added to that fragrant miasma. While Abel tried to make polite conversation with the ladies, like most highborn males he ignored the servants in the room. Russie as well as the others in the room, it was something that the butler was use to. The lady Mara kept trying to invite Russie into the conversion, but the young Stallion kept cutting the butler off. Thankfully the dinner ended at last, and the two young equine were escorted away. Veronica was guided by her mother to her room, instructed to wait in her darkened room. The two of them had been all over what was going to happen that night, in the days and weeks before hand. While Russie guided the young Abel to his room in the far end of the opposite wing of the house. "I am unaware if you are familiar with how these things work." Russie said as the two of them walked along the empty corridor, the young Stallion paused to look at him wide eyed. "My father has explained the... particulars." The teenaged Stallion stammered weakly, plainly he was a very nervous virgin. And somewhat embarrassed to be speaking of the coming events, although it was plain he was much more comfortable speaking with a slave about it than his own sire. "The lady Veronica would prefer to visit you in your room, as her room is very close to her mothers and she doesn't wish for you two to be overheard by the lady Mara." Russie explained, knowing full well that the male generally visited the lady's room, not the other way around. But young Abel seemed perfectly happy to allow his future wife to visit him, plainly he didn't want Veronica's mother to hear them together. "She asks that you wait for her in the dark, I think she would be embarrassed if you saw her in her nightgown." Russie explain putting a fatherly hand on the younger males shoulder, as he guided him into the room that had been prepared for him. "Please undress and give me your garments, they are wet with sweat I shall have them washed for you." Russie watched as the young highborn Stallion stripped, like most males of his type Abel was use to servants seeing him naked. The butler smirked as he saw the young Stallion's slender erection, it was pitiful beside his own massive draft Horse cock. Not that they were comparing them of course, taking those clothes Russie made sure the lights were out. And then he left the room walking across the hall to the linen closet, he stashed those clothes before walking back across to the far side of the house. Dora was just coming out of Veronica's room, with the damp panties the young Filly had been wearing at dinner. Along with the nightgown she'd been wearing the night before, the smiling maid handed them to Russie before retiring to her own room. The handsome young butler inhaled the delightful scent of the young Fillies heat, coming from the dirty clothing he had in his hands. The panties and night dress were still warm, the maid had taken them from the young lady Veronica only moments ago. Before getting her into clean garments, and bringing these clothes to Russie they had still been warm from her body. Russie returned to the far wing of the house, stepped into the linen closet where he'd placed the young Stallion's clothing; just across the hall from master Abel's guest room. To find Rhett and Veronica's gelding brother waiting for him, the butler smirked as he saw the now plainly humbled Jarrett. "I cleaned him up just like you told me to." Rhett explained, as the naked gelding stood there starring at the floor as Russie joined them in the small room. "Well done Rhett... you may go now." Russie dismissed the footman, watching as the young draft Horse Stallion left the room. "Here... put these on." The butler ordered, thrusting the damp panties and nightgown into Jarrett's hands... the young gelding did so at once. And the tall slave Stallion stepped back, looking the gelding over for a long moment. "My... my you do make a pretty filly... and that scent makes everything so... exciting. I know a gelding like you can't really appreciate it... but it is highly stimulating. Hahah... I thought Abel was going to lose it at dinner... and try to mount her right there over the table. Now get in there and give him a night he will always remember fondly. Have him waste his precious highborn seed... up a geldings butthole." Russie ordered escorting Jarrett across the hall, opening the door wide so the light from the hall would silhouette the cross dressed gelding. He heard a soft eager moan of delight from inside the darkened room, and then quickly closed the door behind the gelding. * Russie took the young stallion's under garments rubbing them on his freshly washed body, before slipping them on and moving down the dimly lit hallway. It wasn't like she was likely to notice the scent anyway, with her on heat scent being so strong. All that she would really notice, was that it was the scent of a virile male stallion eager to breed her. Once he'd reached the hallway outside the fillies room, he blew out the hall lights before slipping into her room. As had been instructed the young filly had put out all the lights, only very faint moon light was coming in the window. The scent of the young fillies heat was very thick in the air, and the butler felt his erection surge within the highborn stallion's undergarments. "Abel..." The young ladies voice called out softly in the darkness, and Russie slowly made his way over to the edge of the bed. Hissing in a disguised whisper for her to lower her voice, like he was afraid of being discovered by her parents. "Ummmm gods I need you so badly..." Veronica moaned very softly as she felt him climb into her bed, her hands wandering over his body in the dark. "Ohoooooo." She let out a soft moan of wonder, as her trembling fingers found his enormous erection within those undergarment. "Oho my gods... you're so... it's so... very large." The butler smiled, the moonlight making his hungry grin seem like a sweet and fawning smile. "Oh Veronica, it is as great as my love for you." He whispered softly, figured it was the sort of thing a romantic highborn inclined Stallion would say. His shaft jumped as her soft hot hands stroked over its length, and he whickered softly as she found his firm, velvety balls. Her timid, exploring tugs made his thick shaft pulse a heavy dribble of slimy pre-cum from the blunt tip. 'Oh, he wanted this mare, and he was going to have her utterly.' He let his hungry hands plunge greedily into the young Mare's nightgown, untying and opening to fully expose her body, the butler groping her bare breasts around its lacy frills. "Ummm..." Veronica moaned softly as she worked in the dark to strip off his underwear, even as those strong male hands opened up her nightgown. The Fillies efforts were awkward and fumbling, but it was plain she was very excited to be doing it. Her soft lip's nuzzling and kissing at his long furry equine neck, as she freed his throbbing male organs even as he rolled between her legs. "Oh Abel I've wanted you so much... the last time we were together in the carriage. You're kiss's were so passionate, and you're finger was so forwards." The lust drive young Filly moaned hotly into his ear, making the older Stallion smirked as it thought about the highborn male fingering his wife to be. It was the kind of thing a highborn male might do, a slave Stallion like him would have used his mouth or just rutted her. "Oh, you mean like this?" Russie teased, sliding a huge hand down the virgin Filly's trembling body and boldly groping her bare mound, giving her Mons a firm kneading, and teasing a lean finger though her folds. "Ammm, if you liked it then, you'll love it now; now that we have all night together, not merely the short few minutes of a bumpy coach ride." He slid his finger in deeper, stroking and worming about while he let his thumb find the young female's clit rub at it intensely. The experienced butler pressed himself against her, his hard shaft against her sleek body, those full balls resting against her hip as he fondled and fingered that dribbling sex. "Are you ready for the main event, my love?" He asked in a harsh whisper as Veronica moaned and wiggled her sexy young body against him, as those fingers worked over her tingling sex. The needy highborn female moaned softly into his ear, as that hand fondled and teased her for a long moment. "It was very exciting... riding your finger as we rode along." Veronica admitted weakly, her hot sex leaking creaming fluids all over his big strong hand. "Yes all... all-night and you can at last use more than just a finger." The tone in her voice was very inviting, it was plain she truly wanted him to fill her belly for her. "Weeheheee..." She couldn't help whinnying as that finger teasingly rubbed around inside of her, soaking the sheets under them as her body quivered. "Gods... ohoo gods. Yes... Yes please mount me... I need to feel you inside of me. Please breed me... put a foal inside of me." She begged shockingly eagerly for a Filly on her first night of heat... but then her mother had proved a very slutty female for him. Russie chuckled lewdly to himself, as he leaned in to cover her mouth with his own. Kissing her deeply for a long moment as his finger worked her up a bit more, while his other hand fondled and squeezed her pert young breasts. Idly he wondered if young Abel was enjoying himself half so much, he was certainly getting a much more experienced lover in Jarrett. He kissed her deeply as his fingers played her insides like a flute, and with each tremor that ran through her body her kisses became more passionate. Russie decided it was time to give her what she truly wanted, what nature in fact was making her need. He shifted to cover her, and the eager Fillie's thighs sprung open for him, then closed around his hips as he lowered himself against her body. "Ummm yes... my big, strong Stallion." The sexy highborn filly moaned as his body covered hers, Russie could hear the excitement in her voice. Feel that sleek body trembling harder, as she wrapped her legs around his waist just like her mothers had. He pulled his hips back dragging his long throbbing rut pole along her belly, his tip smearing her velvety fur with his wet pre-cum, until the head of his hungry fucker nestled against the young fillies' virgin folds. He took a deep breath in, fighting her kiss for air, and then with a lustful snort he pushed forward, letting Veronica's folds slowly part around his tip... slowly sliding his many inches into her wet, virgin tunnel. "So masculine and powerful... lustfully mastering my body." She was rambling nervously as she felt his huge flare pressing against her sex lip's, those wet lip's seemed to part all on their own for him. "Breed me my Stallion... put your colt inside of me." She begged loudly as their mouths kissed back and forth for a moment, before he bucked his hips and drove the first dozen inches of his massive cock into her. The pretty filly let out a loud squeal of pleasure and pain, as he slowly took her virginity with his powerful thrust. Russie had no doubt that her squeal had been loud enough to be heard across the hall, not that it mattered since it was expected that her and Abel would breeding. Her teeth bit at his shoulder hard, even as his hip's kept moving pushing more and more of that thick fucker into her. Until his crotch was pressing against her soaking wet sex, the air around them thick and heavy with the musky moisture of their union. That soft, furry body bucking and squirming on his thick male organ like an impaled fish, as the older male took Abel's wife to be as his own. While on the far side of the plantation house, the young Stallion was losing his virginity to a gelding dressed in Veronica's dirt night dress and wet panties. ** Jarrett had made his way across the pitch black room carefully, hearing the sound of the young Stallion's breath growing louder and deeper. He sounded winded, like he'd just ran a mile as hard as he could go. Plainly the scent coming from those damp panties was affecting the highborn virgin Stallion, he was snorting and nickering lustfully. Finding the big bed in the darkness at last, Jarrett moved up the bedside feeling his way along. Slowly the gelding felt his way onto the bed, only to discover the hot furry body laying naked on the cool cotton sheets. "Veronica my love..." Abel moaned lustfully, as he felt the hot, soft hands of the filly he desired exploring his naked body. Feeling his Stallion hood throbbing hard as it slapped up against his belly, his hands fumbled awkwardly at the soft fabric of Veronica's nightgown. Suddenly Abel felt surprisingly strong hands grip his wrists, pushing his hands up onto the pillows above his head. A hot mouth covered his own, the kiss was stunningly eager and passionate to the virgin youth. They had kissed in the past of course, but it had always been more restrained on Veronica's part. Not at all like the soft effeminate kiss's Veronica had given him in the past, this kiss was strong and aggressive. Abel had been told by his sire that a mare's heat changed things, that she would be much more lustful than she had ever been before. The young Stud tried to kiss back even more aggressively, but quickly found himself losing the battle. Oddly this only made him all the more excited, even if it did leave him feeling more and more passive. Finally he just lay back letting that strange tasting mouth have its way, he felt a long strong tongue invade his mouth. Tasting a oddly musky salty flavor, the virgin Stallion not recognizing the taste of semen of course. At last their lip's parted and he panted for breath, begging weakly in need for a moment. "Please dear I need... need you so much." "Hush..." Came the soft high pitch whisper, he felt those hands leave his wrists and there was some shifting around. Suddenly warm damp cloth dropped across his muzzle, the intense scent on those soaking wet panties sent a thrill racing through him. "Lay still and let me pleasure you." The helpless young stud's sleek furry body was almost instantly covered in frothy equine sweat, his hip's beginning to thrust upwards. As little spurts of slimy equine pre-cum splatter onto the geldings handsome muzzle, as Abel let out a long shuddering breath. Jarrett leaned forwards and took that big throbbing flare into his mouth, tasting the sweet equine pre-cum as it spurted onto his tongue. "Dear gods!" Abel exclaimed, half sitting up as he felt that hot mouth engulf his pulsing organ. This was a lewd sexual act the highborn Stallion had only heard other joke about, something a proper equine lady would surely never do. And yet as he lay there stunned by the sensation, he knew that it was her suckling lip's wrapped around his male organ. "Ummm that feels soooo wonderful my love." Abel babbled breathlessly as his body began to buck and thrust, even as those hot lip's slid up and down his throbbing length. Watery spurts of pre-cum jetting out of his cock flare, even as the lewd sounding 'Slurps' and 'Shmucks' filled the air. In the darkness Jarrett smirked as he listened to his sisters future husband moaning out his lustful praise of the unseen geldings oral talents. The Doctor's instructions in this field had been comprehensive, and it was plain from Abel's reaction that he was in heaven. "Please dear I... I'm not going to last much longer." The highborn Stallion's voice whispered into the darkness, and then Abel felt that hot mouth pull away from his throbbing organ. Once again there was the sensation of weight shifting around on the bed and then warm thigh's straddle his prone body. Reaching down the young Stallion lifted those damp panties, holding them to his nose as he took a long shuddering breath. "Are you ready to ride?" That soft whisper came drifting down, as that light body sat atop him. "Oh gods...Yes ride me beloved." Abel moaned as he felt nimble fingers grasp his pulsing shaft, guiding that rock hard organ to a hot wet orifice. "Ahaha dear gods!" The virgin Stallion exclaimed hotly, as he felt that slick, hot flesh slowly swallowed his wide blunt flare. The inexperienced virgin Stallion had no idea, what it felt like to take a females virginity. He'd only ever penetrated a gelding slave once, and that had been so loose from the other slaves using it that he'd barely felt anything at all. As Abel's long slender stud stick bottomed out within Jarrett's hot gelding ass, his firm young balls slapping against the former males taint firmly. The young Stallion couldn't help thinking that Veronica's tight sex felt so much better than that over used gelding butthole. That mouth covered his once again, tongues swirling around each other as that long cock sank deeper and deeper. Abel slowly beginning to really enjoy that musky taste that was so salty and masculine, in his future wife's fawning mouth. The virgin Stallion moaned out as that mouth pulled away, even as he felt that soft plush ass come to rest on his crotch. "Ummm ride me... Ummmm yes that's what I need... give it to me please." The noble born young Stallion begged loudly, as the unseen gelding began pounding his hot hole down on that hard cock harder and harder. Jarrett chuckled softly, as he felt Abel's throbbing erection flex and swell within his well broken in anus. Swiftly the gelding began to ride up and down on that throbbing rut muscle, enjoying the other highborn males moans and grunts of pleasure. Jarrett had already found that he enjoyed pleasuring a male, enjoyed using his mouth and tail hole to make another male orgasm. Perhaps even more that he had enjoyed rutting a female, certainly it was more fun than he remembered the weeping Sarah being. He felt one of Abel's hands grope at his chest, and quickly brush it away even as he heard the young Stallion sniffing and snorting those wet panties. Russie had been right about those, they held the young Stallion's attention more than anything else. It didn't seem to bother the horny young Stallion that his future bride was flat chested, at least not with those panties on his nose and Jarrett's strong muscles squeezing and milking his aroused cock. Jarrett had to use one of his hands to hold his own limp little cock up, as he bounced up and down on Abel's trembling organ. Hot dribbles of clean seedless pre-cum dripped from that limp organ onto Abel's stomach fur, even as the horny highborn Stallion bucked his hip's upwards to meet that squeezing sex as it slip along his aching hard erection. Abel whinnied loudly, relishing the smooth warmth of that snug tightness all around his thick dick. The young highborn Stallion lay back his fleshy ass cheeks flexed, his hefty thighs quivering loving every second of that eager pounding... Every inch of pushing his slender fuck meat into this high-grade Fillies' wet passage, with his eye's tightly shut he was picturing it all within his mind's eye. "Ohoh Yes... that's what I've been needing." The eager gelding moaned kissing Abel's muzzle and neck, as he bounced faster and faster up and down on the young Stallion's trembling cock. Abel lay back with those sopping wet panties clutched to his nose with one hand, while his other was being held in that surprisingly tight grip. As they kissed again for a moment, the young highborn Stallion tasting his own cock musk on those velvety lip's. "Ammm gods I can taste myself on your tongue... you naughty mare." He rambled weakly as that hole sex squeezed tightly around his throbbing shaft, he felt the hand holding his wrist release freeing his hand. A second later the young Stallion felt fingers caressing his hefty balls, fondling and admiring them in a oddly compelling way. Jarrett smirked in the darkness, this had been a lot more fun than he had expected, and he decided to really sell it to his future brother- in-law. "Ummm, not every Mare will do that for her husband." The gelding replied softly, keeping his voice light, high, and teasing in the way females often did. "But ever since I first heard about it, I wanted to try it. And you taste wonderful... so earthy and powerful..." The gelding let a shudder run though his body, and squeezed Abel's firm cock, flexing his passage around that stiff fuck pole. Slowly the highborn Stallion let his free hand move down, slipping up under that frilly nightgown as the mares body bounced up and down eagerly. "I... I never expected that you would do it..." Abel admitted breathlessly, as his fingers moved over Veronica's furry belly as she rode him. "Gods, you're such a Stallion. Mmm, let me fondle you." The gelding cooed, leaning back to reaching down to fondle and caress the hard virgin Horse's sweaty balls. He gripped his own limp dick firmly and suddenly he missed having a set of balls himself, Jarrett used to get so hard, his dick felt so good. But it only made him desire Abel's lust even more, now that he had lost his own. "They're so BIG... so firm velvety and smooth... I want you to empty these inside me, tonight..." "Uhuhuu gods." The highborn Stallion moaned, as that hot, wet flesh flexed around his aching hard fuck stick. "Oho beloved I want to fondle you as well..." His hand thrust up her body, trying to find her teats on that warm furry torso. "Ohooo yeah I'm gunna empty them into you alright... It may take me a dozen times to do it." Abel moaned softly as he felt his wrist gripped hard again, twisted and pulled away from that torso and pushed back up onto the pillow above his head. Jarrett panted with relief, that had been a close call... if Abel realized he didn't have teats even a virgin like him might realize that he wasn't rutting a mare. Jarrett had to let Abel's balls go in order to intercept the Stallion's hand, and he was getting tired of holding his floppy gelding dick off of his oblivious lover's belly. "Mm-mm! Save something for the wedding night, honey. I promise I'll make it worth your while." Jarrett assured, leaning over his 'Husband' and giving the Stallion a saucy lick across the cheek before straightening up. "Ohooo how are you going to... Uhuu do that?" Abel moaned out loudly, as he felt his throbbing organs responding to her eager efforts. His long slender fucker tensing and throbbing harder as his pleasure built, laying back panting for breath he begged to feel her nipple on his lips. Suddenly he felt something warm and wet against his lips, the highborn Stallion licking and lipping at it eagerly. The taste was oddly musky and faintly salty, it felt kind of big for a nipple be the scent of those panties kept him distracted. Jarrett found himself envying the bride-to-be; his sister would soon be able to have her way with this sweet and vigorous Stallion all she wanted... All Jarrett had was a handful of dark nights and stolen trysts, all because Russie wanted to send Veronica off with his colt in her stomach. 'Time to focus.' He thought leaning over Abel and starting bouncing himself up and down on that hard Horse cock, working his ass on it eagerly. Grinding it into his prostate, the needy gelding working that intact Stallion like the practiced slut he had become. "Don't... hold back... I want... everything in your balls." "I'm trying sweet one..." Abel moaned bucking and thrusting as she rode him, his mouth growing even more fawning on that thick nipple. "Just a bit more..." He panted through gritted teeth, as his firm young balls churned as that quivering sex milked his flaring rut stick. Abel suckled hard on that wet nipple, struggling to hold back as long as he could. Jarrett leaned back, taking his stretched-out noodle back at the appropriate time to sell the illusion that Abel had been kissing a low-hanging breast. "Ohoh gods Abel, you feel so good... Ahh-Ahh!" Jarrett was getting close to a gelding climax of a sort himself, but he wanted the virgin Stallion to think he was making his blushing Mare cream herself. He sat up straight and bounced on Abel's stiff pole, and let himself reach back to fondle the Stallion's balls one more time. He gave those sweaty velvety plums a firm pull, and flexed around his brother-in-law's pulsing lance "OOoOOh cum in me, Abel... I want to feel your balls empty." "Oh gods beloved I... I'm about to... to.. CUMMM..." He tried to warn but his orgasm came all at once, that big blunt cock head flaring. Long slender shaft surging and trembling, as he lifted his hip's as high as he could. Slamming his long cock deep inside, even as he release his first load of the night. "I can't wait to see you big and round with my foal." He moaned as their body smacked together for a moment longer, and them sagged into spent bliss. "Because I'm going to knock you up sweety." The young Stallion promised breathlessly, as the two of them lay there together. Jarrett let out a high-pitched whinny, as he felt that hot Horse spunk filling his needy ass, and clenched down hard around Abel's cock. Wanting to keep as much of that hot stuff in his guts as he could, even as he lay forwards over the males sweaty body. He had gotten some pleasure from it as well... not an intense orgasm like he used to have. However a soft wave of pleasure ran though his body, as that hard dick rubbed his prostate, and that thick warmth filled his guts. "Ohohoh... I want it." Jarrett moaned softly, for a moment wishing he could be his sister and have Abel's offspring. "I want it so bad... I can't wait to be married to you, have your seed and your foals inside me all the time." The gelding panted a little, and blushed in the darkness; he hadn't really been faking, there. The more hard Stallion cock he took, the more he wanted something he now believed Russie had known all alone... ** "Ohoh...Veronica!" The rutting butler grunted as he thrust deeply into the former virgin Fillies' slot, the heat, smoothness and snugness of her undefiled passage caressing his huge Stallion hood. It felt so good he almost couldn't speak or think, only the instinct to breed filling his being. With her scent teasing his nostrils it was somehow even better than he'd imagined, and he found himself huffing wordlessly as he thrust his massive draft Horse dick deep inside that hungry pussy. Her hands gripped his shoulders almost painfully tight, even as those strong hip's fell into a strong steady rhythm. Even as her breath grew into loud rasping grunts, as the pleasure of that mighty male organ filled her. "Ohoooo I never knew what it meant... to be a Stallion to be truly owned by another." Veronica moaned out weakly, as that throbbing male rut muscle was pounded into her depths over and over. Stretching her delicate female flesh around Russies huge draft horse cock, Abel would never feel the tightness that Russie was feeling at that moment. "Yes...YEs...YES!" The young highborn Mare chanted louder and louder, as her pleasure grew with his every movement inside of her. "WWWEHEHEEE." He panted hotly on the betrothed new Mare's neck as he nailed her, his plump, sweaty sac tapping her slot with every hard shove. Russie slid his arms around Veronica, moaning in her ear how much he loved her, wanted her, how he was going to give her a foal RIGHT NOW... And barely a moment later a shudder ran through him, and his shaft pulsed with the first of his gifts to the new mare that night... "And I love your huge... Errr I love you." Veronica moaned out weakly, nibbling hard at his neck as her hands slid down his body and pulled his hip's into her even harder. He was just telling her that he was going to give her a colt, when she felt the lightening strike of pleasure fill her. Jolt after jolt of orgasmic delight thundering through her sleek body, as that massive organ swelled within her. And then she felt the hot gush of his seed, and knew that even though he was still thrusting he was cumming within her. The two of them bucked and withered together in intense pleasure for a moment longer, before falling into an exhausted sweating bliss. Panting for breath while sharing long passionate kisses, along with gently excited caress's that quickly excited them for a second round. They share a long night of intense breeding, Russie out doing himself with ten powerful orgasms in a single night. He left her room in the small hours of the morning, leaving behind Abel's undergarments that he'd worn the night before. Walking through the plantation house completely nude, he found Jarrett waiting for him in the linen closet. The young gelding was clearly exhausted, but had a rue smile on his lip's as Russie entered. "I take it your night was a success? How many times did he fill you?" The butler asked, as he moved up to fondle the gelding leaking tail hole with nimble fingers. "Oh yes... he will remember that night very fondly for the rest of his day. Seven time in all." Jarrett bragged in a kind of coy meekness, as he starred at the naked butler's body with open admiration. "And he is utterly clueless that it was not a female who rode his cock." "Heh excellent... you may return to your room in the cider house. However be ready, you will be performing the same task for the next four nights." Russie snickered as he watched the naked gelding leave, gathering up Abel's damp clothing he took them to the wash. Before heading upstairs to take a long hot bath before his day started, waking Jerri he had the gelding join him. Ordering his former master to wash his exhausted body, as the butler relaxed in the tub of hot water. Life had became very good for the young slave Stallion, and it wasn't about to change for the worse anytime soon. Over the next four nights they repeated the performance, making sure that Abel never once knew his bride to be. However her belly would already be swelling with offspring by the day of their wedding, it was a widely grinning Russie that was tasked with giving away the bride. As Jerome it was claimed had taken ill and was unable to attend the wedding, and the mother of the bride was showing to be very much with child herself. Rumors were that the breeding had taken a lot out of Jerome, which was the real reason he hadn't shown up. The honey moon was a oddly eye opening experience for the new husband and wife, as neither of them was the way they remembered. Of course things were much different what with Veronica not being in season and Abel being seen in the lights of their bedroom this time. Still in a year's time their son was born, looking very much like the brides side of the family. Other offspring would come later, none of whom looked anything like their elder brother strangely enough. While in Jerome's house, Colt after fine Colt was born to the lady Mara who seemed happier than she had ever been. It was noted by the few outsiders who got to see Jerome, that the plantation owner was looking very soft and almost effeminate. He certainly produced many fine sons and daughters however... The end. |
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