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Smithy Chapter 6 Kings Cuckolding A King Chapter 2 by Hooves Early the next morning true to his word, the Smith removed the handsome young Knight's testicles. Even doing as Val asked, having Zorrul suck the Knight off one last time before collecting those stud nuggets. And then he and his apprentice mounted the new gelding one after the other, before they sent him limping off towards the castle. The Goat only worked half a day, before closing up his shop a couple of hour after noon meal. Washing up he put on his best clothing again, before head across town to a certain upper class neighborhood. He rang the front bell and was greeted by a house maid, telling her that he'd like to speak to the lady of the house. He was ushered into the spacious drawing room, and a few minutes later a tall sleek well dressed Doe came into the room. Lady Lorrie Surehoof... wife of the former guard Captain Avon Surehoof swept into the room gracefully moving over to greet him. "Hello good sir. Is there something I can do for you?" The pretty Doe asked softly, the Goat could tell by her eyes that the pretty female had been crying not long before. She looked the Smith up and down, noting his rough clothing and even rougher looking hands. Not a noble or a courtier... plainly he was a tradesman of some kind, the shrewd Goat read it all in her eyes. "I brought you this from your husband." The Goat pulled the letter out of his pocket and pressed it into the high born Doe's soft hands. Up close like this the Smith couldn't help noticing her scent, it was very sweet and arousing. "You know my husband?" She asked looking the envelope over curiously, before opening it and taking the folded parchment out. "Can you tell me his whereabouts?" She asked, still not unfolding the letter she had just taken out of that envelope. "I have only been told that he has somehow fallen out of favor with Prince Devlin... Errr the new King." "I do indeed know your husband... intimately." The Smith replied, thinking of the things he'd done to the strong handsome Buck in his shop with a smirk. "I can... but do not wish to distress you any farther." The Goat almost choked at the enormity of the understatement in that explanation, some courtier had told her that no doubt. "The new King believed your husband to be plotting against him..." The Goat left it hanging as if he detested going on, the pretty Doe looking at his grave, upset muzzle bravely. "Is he dead? Please tell me... I cannot be any more distressed than I am not knowing his fate." The pretty Doe begged, her lower lip beginning to tremble as she spoke... making her look all the more sexy and vulnerable. "No he yet lives... but he is no longer the male you married..." The Goat said delicately, looking over at a half finished portrait of the former Stag and his handsome family... The former guard Captain his pretty Doe and two cute sons, that looked very much like younger versions of their father. "Read the letter... it will explain a lot." The pretty Doe at last unfolded the parchment, slowly looking over the letter written in her husband's own hand. Her pretty muzzle showing her shock at what it said, she glanced up at the Goat standing there. And then reread her husband's letter again, it was plain she was confused by what it said. "You... you're the Blacksmith... and you... you." Her voice trailed off in shock as the Smith nodded his horned head, the Goat not missing as her scent thickened around them. "He calls you 'My friend...' and says that you are here to protect me... and yet you cut off his..." This making the Goat smirk... proud of all the things he had the make the former guard Captain write. "His balls... yes. I sawed them off, and his antlers." The Smith continued, making a face, and miming a sawing motion with one rough hand. "That was the King's command, good lady. I could not disobey it... but your husband impressed me. He faced his painful fate without fear." He lied glibly grossing over the Stags escape attempt, keeping his tone carefully flat and without amusement. While stepping close to the well-dressed Doe, letting her smell the closeness of his musk, wafting out from under his peasant finery. Lorrie nodded her head slowly as the Smith spoke, of her Stag's bravery and strength in suffering pain. "No... no of course you couldn't disobey the King." She agreed softly, still her pretty muzzle displayed a kind of horror and distaste... yet as her nostrils flared she couldn't help taking note of his strong musky scent. "I knew that such a noble Knight was sure to also have a wife of the highest quality... and I've grown to like the qualities of noble females." The Goat explained, allowing himself a smirk then as he smelled that Doe's spicy scent. "So I offered him a deal, and he was wise enough to accept." "Do you know where my Avon is? Please you must tell me if... if you know." The buxom Doe begged softly, her breath growing deeper with every words she spoke... a trickle of moisture dampening her silken panties. "And, let's be honest, you're going to need a new male in your life. Even if you were to find Avon, and I urge you not to risk your safety by looking. Honestly he's just no longer equipped for the task anymore." The scruffy Goat smirked, and lightly brushed his calloused fingers across the pretty Doe's cheek. "The new King is a suspicious and sadistic child, who delights in ordering his subjects, anyone he does not consider a friend, tortured, castrated, and so on. I however, have some influence over his passions.. I can steer his spiteful gaze away from you and your family. Avon can no longer protect you or his fawns, but I can." "How... how is it you have influence over the King? I have heard the most frightening things of late, and so many do seem to have gone missing of late." She admitted, taking a step back as she noticed the closeness of the Smith for the first time. "Yet I cannot believe what my Avon has written... he wants me to become your lover." It was obvious she wasn't exactly feeling good about that idea, it was going to take a lot of convincing to bed her. "It's all part of his plan." The Blacksmith explained, loosening his stuffy collar somewhat as he felt his excitement raising. Those fancy clothes looked nice enough, but were so confining the Goat decided. "The young King likes me... so becoming my lover serves you in several ways. Being the wife of someone he has ruined, he might still have some spite left for you... his insecurities run deep." "Is... is the King really so vile and spiteful?" The sexy Cervine panted, shivering slightly as her clothing began to feel hot and uncomfortable as the Smith spoke. "But if I start enjoying you, he won't want to spoil my fun. And, he's likely to get some perverse amusement from the idea that Avon's wife is laying with the male whom he had castrate her husband." He stepped closer to her once again, smiling wider as he watched her shiver. "So it would amuse him that you are cuckolding a gelding?" She wondered taking another step back, only to have the Goat follow along after her. He could smell the trickle between her thighs, and found himself smiling as he watching her looking down at his crotch subconsciously. "Please I... I can't possibly think of taking another male..." She moaned flinching as he stroked her cheek taking another step back, only to feel the edge of a table against the back of her thigh's. Forcing her to sit down hard on the table top, even as the Smith moved up closer once again. "I know this is a rough thing to permit yourself... but remember what Avon is trying to do, by making this agreement with me. Your safety, and that of your fawns, meant more to him than his own pride. Allow him to buy you that safety." "My Avon... my poor Avon." She sobbed trying to make the Goat uncomfortable with tears, even as his rough hands came to rest on her knees. The Smith's last words really getting to her, as she imagined her loving husband begging and bartering with the Goat to save her and the boys. "I... I... don't kno..." She moaned quickly weakening as he starred deep into her eyes, he could really smell her arousal now. And sensed that he could most likely make his move, reaching down he gripped the hem of her dress tossing it up. Sliding one hand up between her soft furry thigh's, until he felt the damp silk of her panties stretched over that hot sex. "You've already decided." The horny Goat accused her with a sly smirk, as he groped her wet panties with rough callused fingers. "Ohoho gods." Lady Surehoof moaned, as she felt his strong fingers rub over her quiver mounds through that wet fabric. "You're a good female milady, far better than a rough low-born male like me deserves." The Smith declared in a gruff voice, shoving her fine dress to one side and getting a good grip on the band of her under things, ready to yank them off in a moment. "Ammm Smith please." She panted as he shoved her fine dress to one side, his fingers gripping the waist band of those expensive panties. "Wanting your sweet honey is wickedness itself, but these are wicked times Lady. When peasants and married courtiers give in to their lusts, when Princes usurp and geld their own fathers. When loyal subjects of high and low birth alike may find a sharp blade slicing their manhood at any time at the whim of a boy King. The world has gone mad." He smirked, tracing the curves of her sex lip's through that wet silky fabric... finding the bump of her clit. "Let yourself go mad with it." He leaned in close and whispered into her cute pointed ear as those fingers made her body tremble. "I know you want this... the wicked part of you does." He teased her, as those strong fingers squeezed her leaking crotch... making the sexy Doe inhale sharply. "Wicked... yes wicked times." The sexy high born Doe repeated, almost as if she was in some kind of trance as his other hot hand caressed her breast through her fancy dress. "No... no please." She denied and yet as he squeezed her hot sex, the pretty Deer let out a needy moan and spread her leg's a bit wider. The Goat stripped those damp panties off, lifting them up to his nose drinking in her scent from them. "Uhumm dear." She grunted biting her lower lip, and suddenly her hands were on his crotch feeling the aroused throbbing bulge. "Take me to your bedroom... have me, this filthy animal, slake his lust in your sweet sex. You can tell them I raped you if you want... only you and I need know your secret." "Follow... follow me." She moaned, as he stepped back and pulled her down off the table... slipped one hand up under her dress from behind. Driving a finger deep into her dripping sex, pumping it in and out as she walked along. Filling the air with naughty 'Slurpslurpslurp' sounds, as she guided him through the house, the young maid who had let the Goat in... watching wide eyed as they walked past her. Upstairs she lead him down to the master bedroom, the Smith sniffing those damp panties the whole way. He tossed them over his shoulder as they enter the room, kicking the door mostly closed behind them. The lustful Goat grabbed the Doe by her hips and shoved her towards her bed, the half-dressed lady tripping and falling onto the soft mattress. The rapacious Goat was on her instantly, crudely tearing her fine dress away, ripping her bodice and leaving her in only tatters of clothes. Her breasts shaking as she struggled, or writhed in pleasure, only she would know for sure which. "Ummm... Smith... Smith wha... what are you doing?" The panting Deer whimpered weakly, as the Goat shoved her down and torn her clothing loose. Withering and moaning in arousal as he climbed on top of her, and then the Smith opened his trousers, The Blacksmith tore his fine pants open, his shaft jutting out boldly, and paused only long enough to shove them low enough to let his heavy, musky balls jostle and sway freely. Before seizing the naked Doe's hips, and mounting her like a rutting beast, plunging his stiff dick into her wet, hot folds! Exposing that long thick fucker, he was even bigger than her husband's. OHOOOO." Lorrie moaned out loudly, at first the sight of it... and then louder and more happy sounding as the Smith drive it into her wet sex. "Ummm fuckin' hell's." The high born Doe cursed like any common born female, as that throbbing fucker pushed deep inside of her. "Uhu Uhu Uhu... you horny beast." Lorrie whimpered, that hot sex growing even wetter as she clenched down on his pulsing rut muscle. Making the wicked Goat laugh out loud, this really was one of the best ideas he'd ever had. "Yes... take me Smith." "YES... Oh yes, I'll take you." The Goat grunted gruffly, savagely thrusting into that hot Doe cunt faster and faster. "I'll fuck you so hard you can't stand, and cum inside you... I cut off your husband's balls, and now mine will take their place in your life." His heavy, shaggy sac swing and swatted the sexy Doe's thighs firmly, as the lusty Goat vigorously thrust his stiff pole through that sleek cervine slash, relishing the act of claiming her sex after castrating her lover. The Goats vulgar boasts about gelding her husband sickened her, and yet on some level they also turned her on. That tight sex squeezing down on the Goats powerful rut stick, even as she began to moan softly with each deep thrust. "yes...Yes...YEs...YES!" Those hefty nuts spanking her sleek round ass, making her feel more and more nasty each time they slapped against her ass. It felt just like the dominance battles males used to fight over females, before things became civilized... Back when you could take anything you wanted, if you were strong enough, and the ultimate prize was chopping off your rival's manhood. Taking all his females as your own afterwards, maybe even gelding the defeated males offspring. The ancient thrill of victory gave him a furious lust, and the more he imagined Avon's testicles resting on a shelf at his smithy, the harder his own balls smacked the Doe's loins Soon the Lady Surehoof was groping and pinching her own nipples, licking her soft lip's as the Goat slammed into her harder and harder. "That's what I need... your cock feels so good inside of me." Lorrie admitted breathlessly as the Smith, gripped her muzzle and yanked it back kissing her mouth savagely. Not even her husband had ever kissed her with so much passion, the Goat seemed more turned on with every thrust. The brutally hard rutting Goat looked down at this delicate, high-born Doe he had conquered. Knowing her proud husband was now a castrated whore, her finery stripped from her body, and those delicate curves writhing as her noble speech called out his name. He gripped her perfectly shaped hips firmly, snorting lustfully again as he drove himself against her ass, his rigid pole sliding swiftly where only her husband should be allowed... were he still a male. With a hearty 'Bleat' the Smith gnashed his teeth, feeling his heavy balls jump as he shot his triumphant load into Lorrie. That thick genetic soup settling deep inside of her, making his conquest or Avon's wife complete. He was just pulling his thick fucker out of that hot sex, a long sticky string of cum still connecting his fucker to that sweet pussy. When he heard a sound from behind him, turning the Goat saw two young Stags standing in the open doorway. They were young with barely a inch or two of antler growth, they were starring wide eyed at the Smith's big cock. He pointed to the one who looked the most like his sire, gesturing for the young Stag to come over. Slowly the cute Deer boy edged closer and closer, until he was standing right beside the bed. Reaching over the Goat grabbed one short antler, and pulled the Bucks muzzle down to that throbbing fucker. "Open your mouth." The Goat grunted, even as the pleasure dazed Doe looked back glassy eyed as her son opened his mouth obediently. "Clean that it off." The Smith ordered, shoving his glistening hard on into the young Stag's mouth. Fucking those soft lip's a few dozen times, before pulling out of the stunned Buck's muzzle. Shaking off that hard on that had so recently been inside of their mothers pussy, the Goat stood up pulling his trousers back up. "Heh... you really are just like your father." He snickered before walking out of the room, noticing as he walked by that the other young Stag had his mothers panties in his hand. With a guilty look on his handsome muzzle, the young Buck shoved those damp panties into one of his pockets. *** The handsome young gelding lay draped over the arm of the throne, as his King stood over him driving the royal cock in and out of Val's quivering rut hole. The new gelding moaning and whimpering loudly, as his semi hard cock dripped clear seedless slime down the side of the throne. "Yes... Ohooo Gods Yes my King... that feels so good." Val shouted wildly, as the young King speared in and out of him lustfully... both young equines coated in frothy sweat. "You... you are about to receive the royal favor Sir Valorum." King Devlin panted, as his strong hip's pounded that thick fucker hard into the new gelding's clenching tail hole. All the while marveling at the gelded Knight's reaction to his efforts, Val had never been a screamer before. Now it seemed that every small sensation drew a moan or scream out of him, the King's pleasure was peaking right now thanks to the young Knights eagerness. "Yes... Yes... of please gods YES." Val begged breathlessly, as he felt his lords thick flare pulsing deep within him. And knew soon he'd been feeling the burning sting, of hot equine cum flooding his bowels. "Ride me hard milord... it feels sooo good... your cock is wondrously pleasing within me." The fresh gelding squealed, bucking and pushing back as if to get more of his King's fucker within his quivering butthole. "Heh... are you really enjoying this so much more?" The young Monarch moaned into the geldings pointed equine ear, as his throbbing cock released blasting his hot load deep into Val's ass. "Yes... Yes... Ohoo gods Yes." Val squealed wildly just as the Smith had ordered him to, that tight tail hole gripping and squeezing the King organ over and over again. Milking every last drop of creamy juice out of the Monarch, as he stood over the moaning gelding enjoying it. "Just... just from having your... your balls removed?" King Devlin moaned, laying across his new gelding's sweaty back exhausted. Inhaling Val's sweaty scent which had grown sweeter and more pleasing now after his having been cut. "Ammm it sure does your majesty..." The handsome Knight moaned, his tail hole still gripping and teasing the young King's semi hard cock. "Without needing to worry about emptying my full needy balls... I can focus more on the pleasure I'm receiving." Val explained awkwardly, like he'd been trying to figure out a reason for something unexplainable. "At least that's the only thing I can think of." He babbled on, as the King snorted and stood up again sliding his spent dick out of that eager rut hole. "Hmmm and interesting thought." King Devlin grunted, closing his royal robes as Val climbed up off the arm of the throne. So his King could take a seat, sitting back on the throne the Monarch looked over at his new under-secretary. "What business do we have today?" Devlin asked, as if he'd put the thought of Val's new enjoyment of bottoming out of his mind. When in point of fact... he was thinking about little else as his underling rattled off his duties for the day. Val smirked, thinking the Smith was stupid if he thought this was going to get the King to agree to being gelded. The young Knight quickly redressed before, the great doors to the throne room were opened. And the freshly satisfied King began to see to the business of the kingdom, Val was unsurprised to see more furs coming in to report treasonous acts. Every lord, knight, courtier, and minor noble was not trying to use the new King's purge to get rid of their enemies. "This is getting tiresome..." King Devlin snorted, plainly he'd come to understand what Val had himself and turned to his new Captain of the guard. "Rollo... please go advise those waiting that if I hear one more accusation of treason... I shall have the accuser himself sent to the Blacksmith. Tell them my spies are more than capable of ferreting out those with treason on their minds." A few minutes later the tall Wolf was back chuckling softly to himself, as he bowed deeply before the King. "That has cleared them out your majesty." The big Wolf snickered, moving back up to his place on the other side of the throne from Val. Devlin took care of the real business of the court in short order, and then had the throne room doors closed again. "Now Rollo..." The King snickered, standing up and moving around to the Wolf's side of the throne as he removed the royal robes. Before bending over the arm of the throne just as Val had done, the handsome equine Monarch looked back over his shoulder at the grinning Wolf. "Why don't you do to me... what I did to Val earlier, I have so been looking forward to having that big knot of yours inside of me again. "It would be my honor your majesty." The mated Wolf chuckled, thinking that if Avon had been more open to sexual exploration he might still have his balls. The tall black Wolf quickly removed his armor trousers, before hurrying up behind his King. Kneeling down the big Wolf spread those sleek ass cheeks, leaning in to lavish wet slobbery licks on the royal tail hole. Getting it ready for that big red Lupine bone, as the King moaned and whinnied lustfully as that tongue did it's work. *** Zorrul shook his head and glared at the cook darkly, as the hefty Hog gulped and looked around uncomfortably. "It's not a poison." The young Stallion snorted, taking a bit into the palm of his hand and then eating it himself to demonstrate. "It's a rare spice that the Smith eats, and the King liked when he tried. I have a letter from Sir Valorum the Kings protector..." The young Stallion shoved the letter into the cooks sweaty hands, and then set the spice bottle down on the counter top. "He wants it on at least one thing every meal... now if he doesn't get it... I'm betting we'll see you again down at the smithy... if you know what I mean." Zorrul sneered making snipping motions with his fingers at the Pig, whose eyes bulged out and he swallowed hard. "Yes... yes of course it shall be done." The Boar choked, looking the letter over quickly and then picking up the spice jar off the counter, and adding it to the King's boiled grain that was always kinda bland. Zorrul nodded and then left the castle heading down into the city, he didn't need to go back to the shop. Because the Smith was out visiting the pretty wives, of some of his noble former clients. Which meant that the young Horse was free to do whatever he liked, there was a certain wicked tavern in the lower eastside. Where for a few silver pieces, one could rent the services of a gelding for a time. In fact one of the young Stallion's brothers worked there now, having been sold into service to the owner by Zorrul himself. The horny young Stud was planning to pay his gelded brother a visit, just thinking about it made him hard. Strangely by the time he'd gotten down there, his erection had soften significantly. Still he paid his silver, and was soon in the room smiling at Kern his gelded brother blushing in shame. "So your back again huh?" The gelding snorted, watching as Zorrul stripped off his leathers and fondled that long equine hose. The young Stallion having a bit of trouble getting fully hard, he couldn't understand it normally he was as hard as iron. "What... having trouble playing the Stallion?" Kern taunted softly as me moved over dropping to his knees in front of the confused Zorrul. "Maybe you should just give up and having the Smith geld you." The young gelding teasing clearly having a great deal of fun at his intacted younger brothers expense. "Shut up and do your job gelding." Zorrul snorted grabbing the back of Kern's head, while jamming his semi hard cock down his brothers throat. Still Kern's words had proved helpful in more ways than one, the talk of gelding making him harden a bit more. While the mention of the Smith had make things click within the young Stallion's mind, that spice wasn't a spice after all. It was some kind of drug... that make it hard for a stallion to get hard. So the Goat was working on getting the King to agree to be gelded, when he'd heard the Smith and Val talking about it. He'd been sucking out the last of the Young Knights cum, after the Goat had cut his ball's off. And had made the equine Knight write that note to the cooks, at the time Zorrul hadn't been paying much attention. He had to hand it to the Smith, he came up with some of the trickiest plans. Of course that still left the young Stallion with the problem of staying hard, it was a struggle... only the knowledge of who it was servicing his dick made it possible. Still he only managed the one time and had to leave where he could normally use Kern three to four times a night. He walked back to the smithy in the rain, finding the Smith washing up and getting ready for his visit to the castle that night. Zorrul knew the Goat planned to visit every night for the whole week, because the Queen was in season and he was helping the King to impregnate her. The young Stallion suddenly wondering if the Goat was really just helping, to get a chance to geld the King. Surely he couldn't be... No not even the Smith would be so bold as to cuckold a King. The young Stallion went upstairs to bed, as the Goat was heading off to the castle, laying down Zorrul hoped that the small amount of spice he'd eaten would wear off over night. *** The Smith tramped through the palace a second night, and true to his words the King had advised all his guards that the Goat had free access. He didn't need a escort to enter the upper floors where the royal apartments were, in fact he could easily have by past the Kings chamber completely. Of course he still needed to milk the King... for now, not that he minded it was fun doing it and got him in the mood for his time with the Queen. He did have a bit of a surprise waiting for him in the Kings bed chamber, Rollo the new Captain of the guard was there. And the King didn't send him away, it didn't take much thinking to figure that one out. His talk of gelding had frighten the Monarch, and so the King had brought a guard in. Just encase the Goat got him feeling passive enough to agree to it, the Wolf could keep it from actually happening. The dildo wasn't used this time, Rollo's big pointed Lupine cock took the place of that crude toy. That didn't bother the Smith, it made milking the King so much easier for him. Of course the Kings cock didn't get as hard as it had before, thanks to the herbs he'd had the cooks 'flavor' the Kings food with. They wouldn't keep the Stallion from cumming of course, and it seemed the Monarch had more than a little resistance to it. Of course the herbs build up over time, so that the more the Monarch consumed it the more limp and impotent he would become. Luckily thanks to that big Lupine cock the royal Horse came so much quicker, with that hard throbbing bone pounding his soft tail hole. Leaving the Goat grinning as the King shot his wad fairly swiftly, the Smith poured it into his bellows and left. With the lusty Wolf still pounding that big round ass, the Goat made his way down to the Queens chamber. "Ammm there's my little stud."The Queen moaned, as she saw the Smith step out of the secret passage and into her bedroom. The strong spicy scent of her heat, making his nostril tingle as soon as he open that secret door. "So how did things go?" The sexy mare asked rolling over onto her side to look at him leeringly, as the Goat to admire her lush naked body. "Very well... I have unfettered access to the palaces upper floors now, both night and day." The Goat explain grinning as he saw the naked mare waiting for him, smirking the Goat pumped the bellows shooting the Monarchs fresh seed into the blazing fire. Where millions of potential colts and fillies popped and cracked as they roasts on the open flames. Before he sat the bellows aside, stripping naked as he strolled over to join the Queen in bed. "Your husband promised me his balls last night as I was mounting him, he's quite the slut by the way heh. Now though he's trying to keep me from collecting, I'll get him though... sooner or later." "More so than me?" The Queen asked laughing softly, as she admired his thick stiff erection... while the Smith smiled at her gently. "That's hardly fair... your only slutty because of your season, he's slutty without any biological reasons." The Smith pointed out, making the mare giggle and wink at him fondly. As he climbed up into bed with her, his hard on already dripping as her soft hands fondled him. "Damn your twice as sexy when you talk about cutting my husband's balls off." The Queen giggled as she wrapped her arms around his shaggy neck, pulling him over between her long sexy equine leg's. "You'll find it even hotter..." The Smith sneered, fondling the sexy creamy white mare's firm teats as he looked down at her. "When I show up with his balls in my hand." The Goat grunted lustfully, feeling the pretty Queen's hot sex beginning to leak against his own aroused loins. "So do you want to be my drunken bar maid again tonight?" "Hmmm no let's try something a little different." The Queen giggled, biting her lower lip and giving the shaggy Goat a naughty look. Before rolling over onto her stomach, lifting her long flowing tail to expose that pink teardrop shaped sex. "Take me like I'm my slutty husband, while telling me all about how you're going to take those balls." *** Early the next day the Smith glanced up and saw the two young Bucks standing in the open doorway of his smithy, he knew them at once of course Avon's two son's Anton and Leon. Thrusting the iron back into the fire, he gestured to two young Bucks over to him. They trotted up slowly, making the Goat sneer as he saw the looks of determination on their young muzzles. "Hello boys... what can I do for you?" He asked watching as Anton screwed up his muzzle to speak, while Leon who had been the one that the Goat had seen take his mothers damp panties remained wide eye and silent. "Mother thinks you know where father is..." The young Stag grunted trying hard to sound gruff and older than he was, and failing at it utterly. "Yeah... so." The Goat grunted taking a iron out of the fire and hammering it as the young Deer stood there shifting nervously from hoof to hoof. The Smith grinned they were certainly cute, it made the Goat stiffen under his leather apron. "We want you to take us to him..." Anton demanded as strongly as he was able, making the Smith pause and look at him hard for a second. Wondering if it was worth his time to explain to them, that their father wasn't really a male anymore. "Look I explain all of this to your mother... it's safer for you and her if you don't go anywhere near him." The Smith explained dismissingly, going back to hammering on that red hot metal as the two Stags looked back and forth at each other for a moment. "We don't care... we're not afraid... take us to our father." Anton insisted again, now they were just pissing the Goat off... even if their demands were ridiculously weak. He thought about just kicking them out of his shop, but that might upset their mother and he really enjoyed rutting her. "Look I don't have time for this... it's half a day's ride there and back. I've got work to do... so I'm not going to do it." The Blacksmith grunted, hammering harder and faster on the glowing metal making sparks fly. "Then just tell us where and we'll go by ourselves." The young Stag countered, making the Goat roll his shoulders as he consider things. Maybe he should just neuter these two right now, it would make them much more passive and easy to control. "Look I'm not going to tell your mother I sent you off to get lost." He held up a soot blackened hand as Anton began to protest again, this boy was really asking for it... so fine. "I'll have my apprentice take you down there and bring you back." Quickly he called Zorrul over, explaining to the young Stallion in hushed tones what was going on and what he needed him to do. The young Horse looked over at the two Buck's, smirking as he thought about what they would find. And what he would do once they had, Zorrul was feeling much better after a long night's sleep. "As you command Master." He agreed, before gathering up the two young Cervines, leading them out of the smithy. The trip south to the border town was a long dusty trip, and the day was half over by the time they at last got there. And although Zorrul had never been, it wasn't hard to find the whore house where the gelded Stag had been sent. He strolled over to the massive building with the two young Deer in tow, surprised to find it fairly busy for that time of day. "You two stay here... while I go make inquiries as to which room he's in." He ordered the two young bucks, who were looking around kind of nervously. Clearly they had been expecting to find their father locked in some dank dungeon, not in a big fancy house like this place. Which was actually more plush and richly decorated than their own house, and this was making the two fawns uncomfortable. It didn't take the young Horse long to find out which room Avon was working out of, quickly he strolled over grabbing his charges and leading them up stairs. Wandering down the hallway until he found the room number he wanted, and then pushed the door open and strolled in. "I'll be ready for you in just a second." Avon called from across the room, the tall Stag was bent over at the waist. His sexy round naked ass pointing towards the door, Zorrul couldn't help smirking as he saw the two young Buck's eyes bulging. As they watched their sire washing greasy looking cum off his red, abused looking tail hole, that hole oozing still more cum even as he finished. Finishing up the tall Stag stood up, and turned around to look at the young Stallion. "Oh good a Horse... I love Horse's their so big and masculine." The gelded Stag slurred toothlessly, Zorrul smirked noticing the iron slave collar around Avon's neck. A thick chain connecting it to the wall above the head of the bed, the former males muzzle was also painted. To make his eyes look bigger and more feminine, as well as to make his lip's look fuller and oh so fuckable. "You like a nice thick Horse cock huh." Zorrul snickered, even as he heard the fawns behind him inhale sharply in shock at seeing their father. "Good because I like a eager whore on my dick." The young Horse chuckled, seeing the two young Stag's look of shock and horror as they heard his words. Looking from their father, to the young Stallion and then back to their sire standing there naked. Their eye's going to his shriveled sheath, and the bright red scar where his hefty balls should have been hanging. At last the two began to understand some of the Smith's comments, about they're sire not really being a male anymore. Da..." Anton choked as he stepped around the young Horse, across the room Avon's smiling muzzle twisted up into a look of shame and horror. As he saw the two fawn's looking at him, the once proud Stag had surrendered to his new life by this time. Enslaved to a whore master, and forced to sale the pleasure of his muzzle and tail hole to any horny male who wanted them. He'd given up trying to escape and return home, realizing after the beatings and teeth removal that had slurred his voice. That he didn't want to go home, didn't want his pretty wife... nor proud sons to see him like this. "Anton... Leon..." The castrated Deer choked as he saw them, feeling his cheeks and neck burning with blush. His pink nose turning a bright red, even as the two fawn's stood starring at him open mouth. Neither the fawns nor their sire seemed to know what to say, and so just stood there starring at each other awkwardly. "Well..." Zorrul exclaimed looking from the mortified former Stag, to the young stunned fawn's. "I brought you all this way... to find your sire. And this is all your gunna do? Stare at him... he's a gelding the King had his ball's cut off, and then sent here to whore himself out. Well by gods if you're not going to do anything I am." The young Stallion snickered, stripping off his clothing as the three Deer watched stunned. Either the herbs had worn off over night, or the fact that he was going to be using the fawn's Da right in front of them... or most likely a bit of both. But his thick equine fucker was nice and hard, jutting out bigger that any half dozen Stag's dicks put together. Both sire and son's starred at that massive stud muscle, as it jerked up and down rapidly with the young Horse's heart beat. "Alright whore you can start out by sucking on my cock... and then maybe if you beg me good. I'll put it up your pansy rut hole." The young roan red Stallion snickered, as the tall former guard captain moved over in front of him. The chain attached to his iron slave collar rattling loudly, making both Anton and Leon jump slightly. Up close now the neutered Deer, looked into the young Horse's eyes pleadingly. "Please don't do this in front of my boys." The once high and mighty acting Deer begged, plainly he'd had a lot more practice begging here at the whore house. Zorrul smirked in his muzzle, using one hand to push the tall Deer down onto his knee's in front of him. Gripping his own thick equine fucker, and rubbing the dripping flare across Avon's painted lip's. "Make them wait outside please gods." "Shut up and do your job bitch." Zorrul replied loudly, making the kneeling gelding wince as he glanced over at his son's. "Suck my dick or I'll complain to your owner." That did it... the gelding opened his toothless mouth, letting the young Horse shove his big blunt cock head into that passive hole. "Ammm yeah that's a good slut whore." Zorrul panted, his long slotted equine nostrils flaring... picking up the scent of fresh young male musk coming from the watching fawns. A lewd smirk crept across the roan Stallion's muzzle, so he wasn't the only one turned on seeing this big former male on his knee's with a cock in his mouth. "Ammm your mouth is sooo soft and hot, those lip's wrapped around my big fucker. Those toothless gum's squeezing on my shaft, Aha aha yeah curl your tongue around my cock head. Ammm fucking hells... you've gotten to be quite the cocksucker huh Captain." Zorrul grunted wickedly, as he saw the fawns edging closer and closer to the action as the young Stallion rutted their sires eager mouth. Avon was looking up at Zorrul, as the equine stood over him with his leg's wide spread. The former Stag closed his eyes tightly shut, as Anton and Leon edged into his line of vision. "See this... watch it close you two this is real talent your sire's got here. Ammm damn he sure knows how to please a male..." The young Stallion moaned, he'd picked up a few things from being around the Smith after all. The Goat had tease, taunted, and aroused that young Knight into letting himself be gelded... before that he'd watch the Smith play his own sire for the fool. The handsome fawns were fondling themselves through their fancy trousers, Zorrul noticed with a lewd smirk. He looked over at them a bit closer, spotting something frilly clutching in Leon's small three fingered hand. "What have we got here?" Reaching over he yanked them out of the young Deers hand, before Leon could react and held it up. It was a pink lacy pair of panties, that fairly reeked of female sexual arousal. "Well now... whose are these I wonder." The young Stallion joked as he took a long sniff of those panties, picking up the unmistakable scent of the Smith's goatish musk. "Momma's panties... naughty boy, and the Smith has been visiting her." Zorrul laughed as he saw Avon's eyes pop open wide, reaching down he rubbed those fragrant undies on the geldings muzzle. "Remember this... it belongs to the Smith now see... Hah." The young Horse teased, finding himself proud of his master as he watched the scent trigger memories in the gelding Deer's eyes. Only to twist into shame and disgust as he pictured the dirty Goat on top of his pretty Doe wife. Grunting and humping bestially, while his sexy wife lay there reveling in the perverse pleasure the Goat was giving her. "I wonder if she sucks his cock as good as your sucking mine." Zorrul laughed, rolling his hip's to rut the Deer's toothless mouth lustfully as he turned his head to sneer at the fawns. "Of course the real question is... why do you have these in the first place." The Horse smirked as he looked into the shy fawns eye's, reading a dark naughty secret in those big Doe like eyes. Zorrul lifted those panties to his nose, taking another deep breath to inhale those alluring scents. "You like the smell of mothers pussy?" He wondered, noting the look on the fawn's muzzle deciding that wasn't it... even as Anton snatched at those frilly under things. "No... you're not wanting to take daddies place... and you're not wanting to rut daddy like your brother here." The young Stallion joked, grinning as he saw Anton blush hard even as the lump in his trousers jutted out a bit more prominently. Zorrul shoved his big three fingered hand down into Anton's trousers, as the fawn tried to snatch those panties away from him. Making the young Buck freeze in place, as the Horse's big hot hand gripped his aching hard on. Zorrul draped those panties over Avon's muzzle once again, and then use his other hand to unbutton those fancy trousers. "Wait... Leon you naughty boy... have you been wanting to wear them." The young Horse snickered, reading on the humiliated fawn's expressive young muzzle that was indeed it. "Someone wants to be like momma... someone wants to have a big strong male like daddy here use to be fucking them." Zorrul laughed, as his hot hand tugged Anton's hard young fucker out of his fancy trousers. The Horse's rough hand stroked up and down the length of that hard Stag cock, as Anton stood there looking shocked and yet his eyes were pleasure glazed. "Wha... wha..." The young Deer boy whimpered weakly, as the older Horse stroked that now dribbling fucker. Even as the Stallion was looking Leon in the eye's, reading in those big dark orb's the boys desires. "Oh please... don't pretend you've never jerked off before Anton. I could smell it all over you... as soon as you walked into the Smithy." Zorrul lied just as glibly as the Blacksmith, using that hard little fucker as a handle to drag the fawn up closer to his sire's muzzle. "Tell me what were you thinking about while you were doing it?" The young Horse grunted nastily into the handsome fawn's ear, even as he stroked that aroused little cock faster and faster. "Was it how the Smith's cock felt... when he shoved it into your mouth... or the way it tasted soak in your momma's pussy juices?" Zorrul taunted as he nibbled on the young Stag's slender neck, even while pulling that hard little cock up against his own much bigger one. It was a sight that would haunt the Stag for the rest of his live, making him feel self conscious about the size of his slender Deer cock. Avon's big body jumped at those words, and he tried to pull away from that cock fucking his throat. But the Horse's strong hand held his antlerless head in place, not allowing him to stop sucking on that huge equine fucker. "Ohooo that struck a nerve... You were thinking about his cock in your mouth weren't you? Anton you nasty little cock lover... don't worry it's something you inherited." The young Stallion laughed, rolling his hip's to fuck the struggling gelding back into submissive. "I... Errr... Nnna... no." Anton stammered weakly as the Horse rubbed his pointed Deer cock against his father's soft painted lip's. The young Deer's body reacted like it had been struck by lightning, as the pleasure of those hot, soft lip's stunned him. Making him inhale a deep ragged breath, and for the first time his hip's pushed forwards. "Oho gods..." The handsome fawn moaned softly, as his slender cock joined the Horse's inside of his sires eager, suckling mouth. "It's ok..." Zorrul purred teasingly into that pointed Cervine ear, even as he nibbled on it playfully. "Your Da here loves the feeling and taste of a hard cock in his mouth too... here feel just how much it loves sucking." And with that the Horse pulled out, letting those soft lip's wrap around Anton's hard fuck pole alone. The young Stag's mouth dropped opened, and he leaned over his sire's head gripping those furry ear for support. "Oh fuck... Oho fuck." The horny Buck chanted softly, as his hip's began to buck and hump against his Da's muzzle. Whipping those panties off the geldings head, as he patted Anton on the ass. The Horse moved around him baring down on the wide eyed Leon, the young fawn's eye's were growing wider and wider as the Horse twirled those panties on one finger. "So ya know what I'm thinking..." Zorrul snickered, as he strolled up to the young fawn, who was staring up at him so cutely. Leon shook his head ever so slightly, as the Horse's grin widened into a wick leer. "I'm thinking we need to see what you look like in these." The Stallion smirked, as he saw what was hanging in a nearby wardrobe... it seemed some customers liked their geldings to play dress up. "Wha... I... No... I... I couldn't." The young Fawn stammered a bit to excitedly, as the grinning Horse reached down. Unbuttoning the Deer boy's trousers, sliding them down those slender leg's as Leon stood there blushing hard. "Ahem please..." The fawn moaned cutely, as the grinning Stallion next skinned those male undies off. And then shoved the frilly, girlie, pink panties into the fawn's hands, while he stepped over to the wardrobe and grabbed a few more things grunting over his shoulder. "Pull those on... for me." Leon's eyes widened even farther for a moment, and then with a shiver the young Deer boy stepped into his mothers panties. Pulling them up his long crooked Cervine leg's, until the lacy fabric was stretched over his firm ass. In front his stiff little hard on made those silky panties bulge out obscenely, but from behind that ass could fool about any male. Zorrul licked his thick equine lip's, pasting Leon a pair of silk stockings. Watching as the fawn pull them on without any farther protests, a dark damp spot was forming on the front of those panties. Next came a flower print corset, Zorrul had to help pull the strings tight and tie them. And then shoulder length gloves, and a frilly collar... lastly was a ribbon that the Horse tied around the Stag's head to disguise those short antlers. "Damn... Who's a pretty little Doe." The Horse snickered wickedly, as he moved up behind Leon. Rubbing that big wet stud stick against the young Stag's panty clad ass, while wrapping his strong arms around that sleek torso. "You are..." He snorted hotly into the fawn's ear, nibbling on it playfully while fondling the Deer's hard little cock through the soft fabric of his mothers panties. "Now tell your stud what you want." "I... I want you inside of me... I want your big hard cock... please." The sexy little femboy fawn begged meekly, as Zorrul nibbled his way down the Deer's long slender neck. Slipping his big three fingered hand down into the back of those panties, shoving one thick finger into the Deers tiny virgin tail hole. Slowly pushing him over to the big bed that his sire now did most of his work in, Zorrul shoving the half-dressed Deer boy down the soft mattress. "Lucky you... I'm gunna let you have it sweetheart." Glancing over the horny Horse caught Avon watching out of the corner of his eyes, even while Anton gripped his sire's ears and pounded his cock down that suckling throat. Zorrul flashed the helpless gelding a leering grin, as he climbed into bed with the Deers sissified son. Picking up the jar of lube off the bedside table, while tugging those frilly panties down over the young Deer boy's fluffy white tail. The smirking Stallion smear a glob of lube over the big blunt head of his long equine fucker, before thrusting it against the fawn's small pink rosebub. "Get ready sissy... cuz I'm about to make a real Doe out of you." The young roan Stallion grunted, taking those sleek ass cheeks in his big three fingered hands. Spreading them nice and wide, he rubbed his massive cock flare against that tiny hole. "Get ready my little Doe... your new life begins right... Nnnooww." Zorrul moaned, as he forced his big blunt fucker slowly inside of Leon's tiny tail hole... as the young Buck squealed into the pillow he was clutching against his muzzle. Across the room the Horse heard Avon moan, as he watched his younger son getting the treatment he received all day every day now. "Damn your tight slut." The roan red Stallion moaned lustfully, as he watched the young fem Deer boy's muzzle contort in pain. "But don't worry... I'm gunna open you up nice and wide." Zorrul assured the young Deer in a harsh, lustful grunt, as his long stud stick bottom out in that snug virgin tail hole. "Oww Oowww gods yes..." Leon whimpered around his mouth full of pillow, as the Horse's weight settled onto his back. "Stretch me wide... leave me gaping dad." The soft tawny Deer boy moaned, his tight rut hole gripping and squeezing that thick horse cock in his butt. Even as the pretty Stag pushed his sexy round ass back, sliding down that throbbing equine shaft. "Hahah your boy really is a ass slut... Captain." Zorrul called out loudly, as he began to slide that huge fucker in and out of Leon's tight little hole. Watching as Anton was pounding his crotch against his sire's muzzle, the young Buck overwhelmed with lust and the pleasure of that hot suckling mouth. The gelding's eyes were squeezed tightly closed, with little tears dribbling out the corners of his eye's. And yet it was plain that the former guard captain was now well and truly broken, his mouth working hard to bring pleasure to that hard fucker in his muzzle. Even though he knew whose it was, even though it disgusted him greatly. The once proud Stag warrior, was now a compliant little gelding whore for any male who desired him. The air filled with lewd 'SlurpSlurp' noises as that fresh young Deer cock was fucked in and out of that eagerly sucking mouth. "Looks like Da is busy sucking his butch boys cock. While I ream his sissy boy's ass." "Ride me harder... fuck me like a nasty Goat... using my mom." The sissy Stag begged, making the young Stallion sneer... remembering that the boys had walked in on the Smith using their mother. "YES... Oh yes, I'll fuck you." The roan red Horse grunted gruffly, savagely thrusting into that hot Doe boy cunt faster and faster. "I'll fuck you so hard and long you won't be able to walk, then cum inside you." His heavy stud sack swing and swatted the sexy Deer boy's thighs firmly, as the horny Stallion vigorously thrust his stiff pole through that sleek cervine butt hole. While that tight pucker squeezed down on the Horses powerful fucker, even as the sissy Stag began to moan loudly with each heavy thrust. 'There that sounded like something the Smith would say.' Zorrul thought with a wryly smile, as he drew back until only his cock flare was still inside that trembled ass. And then plunged back in as far as he could go, which was only about to his medial ring. "Uhu... Oho... Uhu... Fuck... fuck me!" The pretty Doe boy moaned, as those hefty Horse nuts spanked his sleek round ass, making the Buck feeling more and more nasty each time they slapped against his shapely ass. Those panties pulled down just enough in the back, to let the Stallion have his way with that tight little Deer hole. Were bulging out prominently in the front, that silky fabric soaked through with slimy Stag pre-cum by now. "Ammm gods yes... that's what I need... " Leon admitted breathlessly, licking his soft lip's as the Stallion slammed into that firm young ass harder and harder. "Your big cock feels so good inside of me. I think I'm gunna... gunna..." The cute sissy Stag moaned, as the Horse gripped his one if his short antlers and yanked his head back... kissing that soft mouth savagely. "Heheh... your such a sweet Doe." Zorrul snorted gripped the young Bucks perfectly shaped hips firmly, snorting lustfully again as he drove himself against that taut ass. His rigid fuck pole sliding swiftly in and out of Leon's clenching rut hole, as the sissy Stag moaned and squealed in delight. The young Horse feeling that young body tensing under him, the Deers hole clenching and gripping on that fat equine fucker. Even as the young Buck squealed out loudly, his little dick jerking and bouncing as it painted the inside of those panties with his spunk. "Ohooo yeah cum for me you Doe boy slut." The roan red Stallion moaned battering that sexy round rump harder and faster, his thick rut stick tensing harder as his big blunt cock flare pulsed. Those equine fat balls drawing up in their sack, as the young Stallion threw his long narrow head bac. A hearty 'Whinny' escaping from Zorrul's grinning lip's, as the Horse enjoyed the feeling of his heavy balls jumping as he shot his load triumphantly into the sissy fawn. "Hooo gods yeah I love how your snug hole milks me... Heheh your gelding father couldn't have been a better slut." The young Stallion congratulated, rolling off the exhausted fawn's back as he moved over to watch Anton rutting his gelded sire's suckling mouth. The horny young Stag was grunting and moaning loudly now, plainly very close to blowing his load in his father's toothless muzzle. "Ammm doesn't Da's mouth feel gooood?" The Horse grunted teasingly into the young Stag's ear, as he pressed his big sweaty body against Anton's back. "You'll never find a Doe who can suck you like that... Hahaha... your sires more of a Doe than any real Doe I'm afraid." Zorrul teased, reaching down to grab and squeeze the Stag's firm little buttocks as the Deer moaned. "There is only one way it could be any better..." The roan red Stallion whispered, as Anton rutted his sire's hungry muzzle more and more vigorously. Zorrul slid the young Buck's trousers and underwear all the way down, making Anton look back at him sharply. Even as the smiling Horse sank to his knees, using his thumb's to pry those furry white rump cheeks apart. Exposing that tiny pink pucker, the young Horse leaned in and played his tongue tip over it. "Oh!" Anton squeaked as he felt that hot, wet, tongue licked around the rim of that tiny virgin hole. The Deer boy's long slender leg's trembled, his body growing more and more tense and stiff. "Ohoo gods... oho gods." The handsome young Buck moaned, his grip on his sires sensitive ears growing tighter and tighter. "Mahahaha..." Anton moaned out loudly, as his small Stag stick suddenly and uncontrollably gushed his cream down Avon's throat. As the gelding gulped again and again, swallowing every drop of creamy young cum his son had to give. Until the young fawn was spent and staggered over to sit down heavily in a nearby chair, as the Horse stood back up shoving his still hard fucker at Avon. "Alright Da... time for you to suck your sissy boy's ass off my cock." He chuckled, as the gelded Deer instantly took his dirty fucker into his mouth suckling on it obediently. Just then the room door opened and a heavy older Donkey waddled in, pausing as he saw the young roan Stallion standing the gelding. "Oh... sorry I didn't realize 'e was in uses." The fat older Donkey grunted with a gape toothed grin, as he slowly looked as the young Buck sitting there wide eyed. "Yer supposed to light the red light... when e's bein' used." "Yes... we know... I just forgot." Zorrul apologized, and then glanced over at the bed with Leon laying there his ass still sticking up. "If you'll light it... you can have a go on the new boy over there." "New boy?" The fat older Donkey grunted, glancing over at the bed his eyes bulging as he saw the young Stag who was still all dressed like a female. "Oh heh... a pretty little thing... how much is he gunna cost me?" The greasy looking Donkey asked, licking his lip's slowly and lecherously as he looked that sexy white ass over. "The same as his sire here." Zorrul grunted, watching the Donkey's muzzle twist up into a wide leer. "To be paid directly to me." The roan red Stallion chuckled, as the Donkey glanced from him to Leon's sexy panty clad ass. As Avon jumped and struggled to pull his mouth away from that thick equine cock, not wanting to let the Horse prostitute his son. But the leering young Stallion held on to his ears, rolling strong hip's to fuck that soft mouth. Even as the gelded Deer struggled hard, biting that fat fucker with his toothless mouth. This only making Zorrul whinny in pleasure and stab that huge hard fucker down Avon throat more powerfully. Until he'd fucked the former warrior into sexual passivity once more, smiling down at those big dark pleasure dazed eyes. "His sire? Heh like sire like son huh?" The fat Donkey chuckled lewdly, as he lit the lamp and then closed the door behind him. Stripping off his clothing as he strolled over to the bed, looking at the young fawn's gaping tail hole that was heavily leaking creamy white spunk. While he stroking his short, thick fucker with one hand, even as he climbing up into the bed behind the young Deer boy. That fucker wasn't as long as Zorrul's, but it was much, much thicker with a massive flare. "You've been opened up a bit huh Doe..." The round bellied Donkey snorted, gripping those furry white ass cheeks in his sweaty hands. "Not nearly as much as yer gunna be... Heh when I'm done with ya." The long muzzled gray Donkey assured as he spit into one hand, and rubbed the saliva over the length of his fat black cock. "Get ready Doe here it comes." The fat old Donkey growled, as he rubbed his saliva coated cock under the Stag's tail: and then slowly sinks it into that virgin ass. Only Zorruls slick cum filling his pre stretched hole, kept the soft Deer from being injured by that massive fucker. Still the pansy Buck winced in pain, as that huge flare stretched his gaping ass open even wider. "Ohohoo yes open me up... please use your big cock to open me up even more." The cute little fawn begged breathlessly, as he looked back over his shoulder. Not seeing the Donkey's homely muzzle, sweaty hands or fat round belly... having eyes only for that huge black equine fucker. The sissy Stag's eye's rolled in his head, as the pleasure/pain of being penetrated filled his rump. A part of him knew his soft little tail hole would never be the same and was appalled, but another part reveled in that knowledge. "Ahahaa Hah." The Donkey groaned at the tightness of the fawn's tail hole, and started to slam his huge fucker hard and fast into it. Forcing more and more of his huge shaft into the moaning Leon with every thrust, grunting happily, holding the pretty Buck by his hips as he grunted into his ear. "Hmmm you like that... Don't you Doe?" "YES... Yes I love it... I love it thank you." Leon whimpered, his small round rump pushing back to meet the older Donkey's hard rut thrust eagerly. Leon only moan and nod his ribbon covered head, as that huge cock slid smoothing in and out of him, rubbing and pounding against his male pleasure gland as it did. The pretty young Deer moaned, as his ass thrust back eagerly as his cock throbbing in those soaking wet panties. The cute Deer boy bucked and humped hard into that hard pounding, his ass clenching even tighter as his low dangling balls began to tighten up. "Hahaha I believe you do." The fat Donkey laughed, lifting his belly up onto those firm little rump cheeks. Before draping his fat, sweaty body over the sissy Stags back, driving his thick fucker in and out of that clenching hole roughly. "Ammm lookee there Da... your little sissy boy whore is taking his first client. You must be soooo proud." Zorrul joked making the gelded Deer gag, his eyes rolling in his head as the Donkey violated his son just a dozen feet away. "Listen to those little whimpers and moans... he's going to be real popular whore." The roan red Stallion taunted, steeping back to pull his long equine fucker out of that gulping throat. "Turn around I want to finish off in your tail hole." Zorrul ordered lustfully, shoving the gelding Deer down onto all fours with his head pointing towards the bed. So he could watch his son getting fucked, like the cock slut the young Horse had made him into. "Oh gods Leon... Leon." Avon moaned weakly, as he watched one of his regular customers taking his boy's sweet little tail hole. Knowing full well what that fat Donkey dick could do inside of a males vulnerable butt hole. As he watched Leon bucking and pushing back on that fat black fucker, while the hefty Donkey lay atop him chuckling darkly. "Ohoho yes... you little prissy whore." The hefty older male chortled, as his big sweaty hands groped the fawn's slender young body. His chuckles growing that much lewder and nastier, as he hand reaching around groping the Stags panty clad crotch. His flabby hand finds those panties soaking wet, and a hard little cock inside of them. "Errr..." The hefty Donkey grunted, gripping that wet little fucker for a second before his fingers slipped lower. A funny confused look crawling across the older male's long gray muzzle, as he looked over at Zorrul quizzically. "Good gods... this little bitch isn't a... he hasn't been..." The older male stuttered in shock as he rolled those firm young Deer balls around in the palm of his sweaty three fingered hand. "He's not a Gelding!" The Donkey exclaimed hotly, as his hand jerked away, as if the young Stag's balls were red hot lumps of iron. "Yeah... he's just here to try out his sires line of work right now... You know just to see if he's suited for it." The roan red Stallion explained, as he pounded Avon's well used tail hole lustfully even as he flashed the Donkey a wide naughty grin. Like a merchant trying to sale off over ripe fruit, before it rotted away on his shelves. "Hahaha... I'd say he damn sure is suited for it!" The fat Donkey laughed, bucking and fucking Leon's tight little rut hole all the harder... after having discovered the Deer boy was still intact. The taboo nature of the act, making it all the sweeter and more exciting for the fat Donkey. "Yes... yes... oh yes." Leon mumbled weakly, as the hefty Donkey stud driving in and out of his sweet rut hole all the faster. This making Zorrul laugh in dark amusement, smacking Avon's firm round ass cheek with his strong three fingered hand. "Hehehe... I'll geld him later... right now you just enjoy breaking his sweet ass in." The young roan Stallion promised, grinning as he felt Avon's rut hole clench down tighter on that thick filly fucker. "Hahah..." He laughed, knowing the gelding Deer wasn't at all happy with what was happening to his cute sissy son. "No please... he's just a boy." The former warrior protested weakly, as Zorrul lay draped over his broad back humping and straining. The Horse's hefty balls slapping against the spot where the Deer's testicles had once hung, as the horny Stud rutted hard into that hot Deer hole. "Yes... but he's a Deer boy who's found his true avocation." The young Stallion snickered, gripping the Deer's soft white tail as he pounded away in that clenching tail hole. "One can't stand in the way of a boy living his dream Da." The wicked young Horse joked, nibbling on the Deer's soft fuzzy ear as those strong hip's pounded away. "But wait... wait..." Avon tried to protest again, as Zorrul yanked Anton over in front of his muzzle. The Horse having noticed the young fawn was rock hard once again, quickly he fed the Deer boy's fucker back into his sires hot mouth. To shut up the older gelding's protests, more than to share the pleasure with the confused your Buck. "Now you just suck on that nice hard cock... and let me take care of your sissy son's future." Zorrul whispered into the glassy eyed Deer's ear, as he chewed roughly on Avon's ear lobe. All the time cramming that thick Horse cock up the gelding's well used tail hole, making Avon moan softly around the sleek fucker pounding his muzzle. Ten minutes later the fat Donkey is redressing slowly, a big satisfied grin spread over that homely muzzle. "Haha... worth the price..." The fat gray Donkey chortled, glancing over at the prissy young Deer boy who lay panting in exhaustion. "In fact I think it was worth a bit more..." He snorted, counting out double the price he normally paid for Avon's well broken in tail hole and muzzle. "Once you cut him I hope he's put to work here... I know I'd be in... to enjoy him every night." "Hahah... I'll keep that in mind." Zorrul snickered, realizing that he'd just made money on bringing the fawn's down to visit their sire. Since he'd only had to pay the whore master for himself, since the fawns were just visiting their Da. "Alright boys get cleaned up, it's time for us to head home. So kiss your Da goodbye for now... but if your good to me maybe I'll bring you back down sometime." The young Stallion wrapped one arm around Leon's waist, leaning in to whisper in his ear. "Why don't you leave those messy panties for your sire, and we'll stop by a ladies shop on the way home. I'll buy you some new frilly things... and you can dress up in them when you work for me." "All... alright." The young fawn whispered meekly, a rosy blush on his small Deer nose as he kissed the Horse's cheek. "Thank you Daddy." *** The Smith visited the castle nightly over the next few days, and always the King had someone with him. Either the big Wolf or one of his young equine Knights, and with each visit the Goat was happy to see the Monarch having more and more trouble getting erect. Finally on the last night of the Queen's heat cycle, the Blacksmith arrived to find Val sucking on the King semi hard hose. As he watching the gelding Knight slobbered away on the long fucker, at last managing to milk out a loud into the Smith's bowl. Grinning the Goat poured it into his bellows, and then promised he'd be back shortly. To see to giving the King what he needed, he'd been pounding the royal tail hole soundly every visit. Something the more and more impotent Horse had grown to look forwards to, as it was proving by far the most pleasurable thing about all of this. "Oh please... yes do hurry back..." The young gay King moaned, as he lay there on that huge bed looking very spent. The Goat paused smiling first at the King, and then at Val as the young Knight wiped the saliva off his chin. "You know... I'm pretty sure these breeding's have taken." The Smith grunted, something the Queen had told him on the third night before he'd mounted her. A mare always knew she had said, because that fire burning within her loins dulled down. "If you'd like... I think I could just rut you good, before I took this load down to spurt into the fire... of the Queens heat." The Goat smirked, as the King looked up at the naked Goat with his long stiff fucker jutting out proudly. "Ammm Ammm well if you think it can wait... Mount me first you horny stud." The eager Monarch moaned, rolling over onto all fours in the bed as Val moved aside. "Heheh... I think I can safely say, your seed with do just as well after I finish with you... as it would before." The Smith sneered, thinking of that cum popping and sizzling in the flames of the Queens fire place. If he played this just right... he'd be able to show the Queen what she wanted to see... Her husband's naked balls laying dead in his hand, as he came to pleasure her like he'd done every night that week. Carefully the Blacksmith set the bellows on a dresser next to the secret door, then strode confidently towards the limp and panting monarch, peeling off his clothes with every step. His shaggy chest, soot-darkened fur, and working man's physique revealed as his shirt and modest apron fell away. He stood before the King, his shaft growing already as he thought forward to his plans for the evening, and his sweaty, musky sac swaying pendulously between his knees. "Roll over." He commanded gruffly, drawing a nasty look from his sovereign at his impertinent tone. "Show me your ass... so I can rut you like a gelding." "I'm no gelding... I'm your King." The sissy Stallion retorted licking his lips, and yet as he looked the Goat over lustfully the Horse rolled over just as he had been told to do. "Don't talk down to me like you did last time." The young monarch warned weakly, plainly he was smart enough to know the Smith had been playing him toward submissive gelding hood. However as the Goats body join him on the bed, the royal tail hole winked open and closed at the Goat eagerly. Looking over at Val the young King grunted feeling reassured, that his loyal Knight was there to protect him this time. "Of course your hard cock can be as rude and commanding to my tail hole as it wants." The gruff Goat grinned at that, knowing his cock was about to treat the Horse like no King should ever be treated. "Oh, of course your majesty. My hard dick is yours to command." The Smith snorted in mock compliance, as he grasped the young Stallion by the tail, giving the royal ass a firm smack, and then angled his hard pole down at that winking pucker. He pushed in slowly, but firmly, taking his time and letting the King feel every inch of his erection as he slid through his soft sphincter. "Always a pleasure to serve you." The Goat snorted as he worked his meat in slowly, and then gave that ass a final buck, thrusting in to the hilt. "My lord does seem to enjoy a good mounting. I'm honored that my manhood is your choice of fuck." He firmly grasped the young King's hips, and started thrusting hard, drilling that tight royal ass... "Ohoo yes... you serve sooooooo well smith." The handsome young royal Stallion moaned, as that big throbbing fucker is worked up his butt. "Ummm fuck YES!" The King exclaimed loudly, as the Smith gives a buck and smacks those huge balls against the bigger Horse's much smaller balls. "And you always deliver a solid mounting..." The sovereign is forced to admit, already beginning to slip into a more passive state of mind. "You... you really are more of a male than many of my much larger lovers... Ahaha ahaha yes that's it ride my ass... Fuck me good and hard." The rutting Goat snorted derisively, grinning as he started vigorously slamming that willing equine ass. "Huff, well if they don't measure up, maybe you should have them castrated too." The bucking Smith suggested, just to give the King more lewd things to think about. "I'd gladly do it, you know... I'd tell them, as I sliced off their balls, that his majesty only takes the best studs as lovers... Ha." He laughed gruffly and thrust, and then worked his hard pole around in the sovereign's rump, grinding his shaft against the young liege's prostate. A long shuddering sigh escaped the slender equines big body, plainly the images planting within the Kings mind by the Smith's words were really turning him on. "Hahah your just trying to get more of my gold..." The young monarch accused, and yet as he spoke his limp cock slithered out of its sheath struggling to get stiff. "Or maybe they just need a lesson in how to properly fuck... Maybe they're holding back because you're the their King, and not some gelding whore..." "Perhaps you could teach them how to fuck..." Dev moaned out breathily, his hot tail hole gripping and squeezing that thick fucker eagerly as the Smith slammed into him. "Wha.... holding back because I'm their King... but I... I order them to use me hard... Ohooo well gelding certainly seems to have done sweet Val here a world of good. He's always squealing and going crazy as anyone mounts him... He claims it feels so much better to be fuck now... that he's... a... a gelding." The Smith licked his lips... there was the leverage he need just as he had planned it back when he'd cut the young Knight. Eagerly he slammed that hot backside, making his heavy stones swat Dev's smaller Horse balls. "Mmmm, he does say that, doesn't he... Hmm. You know he came to me on his own... you didn't order his balls removed. He gave up his nuts voluntarily, so he could feel my fuck in the best possible way." The Goat explained with a smirk, as he drilled his hard dick in and out of the royal rump. "Yes.... yes he does.... no I didn't have him... he... he just went to you all on his own..." The young King confirmed sounding confused by that, not realizing the Smith had been teasing and arousing the young Knight for weeks before hand. "In.... in the best possible way?" Dev moaned... his body pushing back into those hard rut thrusts, while those huge Goat nuts beat against his own. "I wouldn't know of course, haha. But I bet if you've got bigger males than me, who aren't fucking you as hard, they're afraid of hurting their liege, even if you order them to nail you to the wall. They're just not gonna go full throttle on a Stallion who could have them castrated if he changes his mind..." "Ummm... Well... Ummm maybe... they might fear being punished for using the King to hard..." The young monarch's eyes had turned glassy, as his drug impaired erection was jutting out almost hard. "But... but how could I convince them to rut with all their might... like I was some slutty mare or a... a..." The young monarch shook his head as if trying to get a pesky fly off, even as his quivering tail hole was going wild on that hard fucking cock. "Do you think if I was a... a..." "Oh, I'm sure a big, rutting buck like me...wouldn't know how geldings feel," The Smith said with a lewd smirk, shifting and angling his powerful pumping to prod the King's prostate directly. "But I know that I don't hold back, I'm not worried about you having my balls cut... I'm not gonna geld myself." He said with a chuckle as he works that royal rump harder and faster making the Stallion moan louder. "Mmm but I bet they have no hesitation about fucking the teeth out of geldings like Val here. Hey Val, tell us, do the King's other lovers fuck super hard when you tell them you had your own balls cut off, so that you could enjoy getting fucked more?" Val blushed grinned weakly, at the Smith's question even as the King looked over at him closely. "Errr... well honestly they do seem to use me harder now... I've had males who rutted me over and over in the past go at it much more excitedly, once they discover I'm a gelding now." The young Knight confessed, marveling at how good the Blacksmith was playing this game. He had never expected the Goat to get even this far with the King, of course the monarch had been having some trouble topping lately... no doubt because he'd been fucking every male he could daily. "Would.... would you do it again?" The King asked him, making the young equine Knight pause for a second to consider if he really wanted to be honest with his King. "Yes... yes I would." He grunted making the young monarch begin to chuckle... and then laugh louder at him. "You really are just as you should be." The King snickered at what he considered a foolish Stallion, no... just a gelding he corrected himself. Plainly the Goat was going to have to get a bit rougher and more teasing, it should be safe as the King was very submissive by this time. The Blacksmith chuckled darkly, and made sure to give his liege some hard, powerful thrusts, enough to make his sweaty Goat balls smack the Horse's velvety sac. "Hurr, I wonder how those big males you like to get fucked by would react if you told them that you had your balls cut off." The Smith mused as he worked his shaggy hips back and forth, buggering the subby monarch. "Errr... wha... but I would never... I'm sure they would laugh... gotta be a joke." King Devlin stammered as his clenching tail hole rode that hard driving cock, his Horse balls quivering in need as those thrusts push him closer to orgasm. "Imagine how hard their dicks would get, if they reached down to fondle your balls and found a scar..." Picturing it himself, his own hard dick surging and jumping inside Dev's rump, and he knows the young monarch can feel it. Smirking, he leans forward over that sweaty back and whispers in the sovereign's pointed equine ear. "Sometimes, I imagine I've already done it..." "Hard.... hard cocks yes... Ammm gods..." The needy glassed eyed Stallion repeated, making the watching Val choked as he realizing the Smith was getting the King very close to giving in. "Your majesty..." He started to interrupt, but was quickly silenced by a look from the horny Goat and so just lay back watching wide eyed. "OHO... Oho gods you just... your cock it felt so... big and powerful." The passive King moaned softly, even as the Goat lays over his back whispering into his ear huskily. "Wha... Wha... really... Tell me..." King Devlin moaned as the Smith's strong hand gripped his firm equine balls, squeezing them savagely before milking them down to the bottom of that velvety sack. The lusty Goat grunted and snorted, he was on the edge himself, but he wanted this to happen very badly. He wanted what was in his hands, those royal balls to take to the Queen as he'd promised. "Say it!" The Smith huffed, his own shaft throbbing, even while his fat balls pulling up within their sack. Damn he was cutting it close, they were both on the razors edge or orgasm. "Uhuu Uhuu nnna..." The young Stallion moaned his semi hard cock drooling heavily onto the bed sheets, as that royal ass was jolted over and over with hard rut thrusts. Reaching over he grabbed Val, and for a minute the Smith thought he was going to have the gelding stop the action. But instead the King pulled the gelded Knights mouth over to his needy cock, feeding that semi hard hose between Val's lip's. "Say what all those horny male want to hear. Say the words, that'll make their cocks jump; give the order that'll make you their slut, their ride, their fuck hole. You know what it is!" He panted, squeezing those young royal nuts to the bottom of their sac, squeezing hard, making them ache. "Give yourself to the power of other males, just like Val has... SAY IT!" "Please Smith... gods please..." King Devlin moaned his tail hole going crazy on that rock hard fucker, even as the Blacksmith abused those royal jewels all the harder. "Please... make a Gelding out of me." The mighty monarch of the largest kingdom within a thousand miles begged needfully, even as a common Goat use him hard. The smith snorted as the monarch said it at last, bucking in lustful triumph, and bit his lip hard to stop from shooting his bucket load right there. "Yeah... oh yeah I'll geld you my King! VAL... I need that." He grunted, gesturing to the Knight's sheathed blade that was laying on the bedside table within easy reach. Blushing, the young gelding Knight drew his short sword, and handed it over to the Goat hilt-first watching that shiny metal disappear under their King's hips. Val was panting heavily through his long slotted nostrils, his mouth suckling hard on his Kings throbbing cock. As he pasted his short sword over to the Blacksmith, his eye's looking up as big as dinner plates. "No common knife for the royal balls." The Smith snorted as he started fucking Dev's upturned rump again brutally hard now wanting to get off. "Now, you go from King to gelding whore for your horny males." The Goat let out a deep guttural bellow, not holding back any more, his big balls jumping as he started to pump his hot porridge into the young Sovereign's rump. Quickly he jerked the sword savagely back, castrating Dev in a single long stroke of the sword meant to protect him. The bloody blade clattered to the ground as the Smith squeezed those severed balls in his rough scarred hand. "Oh gods." The King moaned, as the Goat bellowed... drawing that polished blade back between the King's wide spread thigh's. Suddenly the monarch's last ever load was flooding the young Knights mouth, the King moaning out loudly in pleasure. Only for his gusty moan to turn into a gagging grunt of shock and pain, as the royal jewels were taken by a commoner. "Oho Gods... HE DID IT... He did it... I'm a Gelding." The young King squealed loudly, his body sagging down onto the bed as the Smith towered over him holding those pale orb's in his scorched hand. The bucking Blacksmith shuddered, feeling the King's pained squeezes on his dick as his body jerked and convulsed, just like every gelding did when their balls were cut off. He never got tired of feeling those spasms on his hard dick after taking a Horse's balls... He opened his eyes, looked down at his bloody hand and smirked broadly... the second set of royal balls he'd taken. Quite the impressive start for a collection, of course with only the two Kings it didn't appear to lead anywhere. He sighed and grunted, biting his lip as he let his big balls empty into that squeezing ex-stallion rump... He at least owed the King an earnest rutting, of course he did love doing it as well. "Heh." Afterwards he slid out and relaxed, being careful to clean off his dick for its next duties soon to come. "Val, give your King here a field dressing." He instructed at last, panting heavily as he lay out the things the Knight would need. "And then call his favorite males, and tell them the good news." He smirked at his own words standing up, picking up the bellows from where he'd lay it aside. "Ammm yes sir." Val grunted swallowing his mouthful of royal seed, the new gelding was quickly at work using a healing balm from the Smith's bag. Before hurrying off to summons the studs who would use him and the King's gelding bodies for their pleasure. "I must go see to the Queen... as this is the last ever royal load, I may be a bit longer than usual." Glancing up from his place on the bed, the King looked at the grinning Goats muzzle. "You really did it... you got me to ask you to geld me..." The Smith's grin broadened as he nodded, and then ducked through that secret door letting the new gelding to ponder his own submission. Swiftly the Goat made his way down to the Queen chamber, popping open the secret door and stepping into the room. The sexy white mare was just stripping out of her clothing, as the smiling Smith stepped into the room. The look on his muzzle making her arch one sexy eyebrow, it was plain from the look of triumph that the Goat had news of some type. "Well... someone looks like the cat who swallowed the canary. What are you so happy about lover boy?" The naked Goat strode confidently into the room, still reeking of sex, sweat, and cum... but also other, coppery body fluids as well. "You might want to keep this load." The Smith said as he set the bellows on the mantle above the fireplace, his grin growing even wider. "Put it into a stoppered bottle, perhaps because after this, there won't be any more." He assured with a sneer, holding up Dev's still-bloodied equine balls in his other hand. The beautiful silvery white mare's jaw dropped, as the Blacksmith held out his rough hand displaying those two bloody lumps. "Wha... are those his... but they look so small." She marveled walking over to study those royal jewels with a kind of odd smirk, plainly she had not really believed the Smith could get them. "Call it lust or call it madness, your husband ordered me to geld him," the goat explained, his eyes sliding down over the nude mare's plush curves. Somehow, knowing he had already gotten her pregnant just made her even more hot, though you couldn't tell by looking. "Damn you really are a Alpha male aren't you honey." She gushed licking her lips, as he went on explaining that the King had ordered it done. "Heheh... oh I'm sure you had more to do with it than he did..." Smirking she reached up grabbing the bellows and worked the handles, spurting the last of that royal seed into the roaring fire. "That's the end of his royal line... Hahah... "I want to celebrate." The Blacksmith grunted lustfully, his thick fucker already starting to stiffen back up. "I want to celebrate as well..." The pretty mare strolled over to a side door, opening it she thrust her head into the next room. "Millie go down and fetch me a bottle of Champagne." She ordered her personally maid, before closing the door and strolling back over to the Goat. "What say you make your Queen scream in bliss stud." "Ammm, as you wish, my lady." He replied with a lusty smile, and stepped forward to slide an arm around her beautiful waist. His other hand held up Dev's balls, teasing them against her bare breasts... and then he tossed the velvet pouch onto her bed and grabbed her generous chest with his grimy hands, squeezing the royal tits firmly. He lunged forward and kissed her passionately, inhaling her tongue and breath, grabbing her by the hips and pulling himself against her beautiful body. His fat caprine cock already hard and pressing up against her groin as the two of them embraced. "Hu hu hu." The sexy mare laughed huskily, as that lusty kiss broke and the Smith pressed his body against herself. "So tell me how you managed it... how did you trick him into ordered you to geld him." She panted pulling her smaller lover over to the bed, sitting down on it and spreading her legs wide. As the Smith pushed between them, his jutting fucker rubbing against that silky soft pussy. As those strong hands still stained with blood from having cut her husband's balls off, gripped and fondled her pert equine tits. "I thought you said he had started keeping a Knight with him, to guard against you." The Goat licked his lips and sucked in air as the Queen pulled him down on top of her, a place he was very glad to be. "Mmm, he did... but he chose his guard poorly. I seduced his Knight, he even let me cut off his balls; and all week he's been telling the King how much better it feels to take it up the ass since he was gelded. So your husband just needed a little extra push to hand over his nuts." The horny Goat omitted the detail of having dosed the King's food with herbs to make him impotent. Better to make the new gelding appear entirely a fool in the eyes of the new ruler of the kingdom. He ground his dick against the bigger mare, stroking his wet cock along her beautiful white fur, the very act dirtying the resplendent Queen. Wasting no more time, he steered his shaft down, pressing it between her folds, then pushing forwards, sliding his stiff shaft into the royal pussy, groaning in lust as he thrust into that hot royal mare, his heavy balls thumping loudly against the bed... The smirking Goat could feel her sex dribbling hot juices on his cock head, as she reached over lifting up the Kings jewel pouch. Surprised to find it still warm in her hands, she squeezed it and watching in shock as a pale bloodless orb popped out. "Oops..." The Queen giggled soft as the naked orb fell out onto the bed beside of them, even as the Smith explained about Val. "Hahah and you push stronger than anyone I know." She chuckled merrily, as she felt that hard throbbing fucker against her plainly leaking sex as the Goat lay on top of her. "Ohoooo yes... that's what I need." The sexy white mare whinnied, as his thick throbber was pushed almost brutally hard into her hot sex. "Ummmm I know if I were a male I'd give up these silly things to have you put your cock inside of me." She exclaimed, squeezing that pouch against making the second orb squirt out of it and fall onto her chest between her breasts. "You know of course this makes you the only real owner of my naughty bits." The lusty Blacksmith grunted and thrust hard, his firm push making the Queen's breasts shake. Seems such talk really turned him on, and he began to slam into her eagerly. "Hrr, I'm proud to be the buck that pleasures my Queen. And if you want me to remain the sole owner of your sex, I'll be glad." He grunted, increasing his vigor again, shoving her hips hard enough to make those bloody Horse balls wobble on her chest. "To cut the balls of any male who oversteps his place, or disappoints you in bed." He groaned in lust, grinding his teeth as he fucked that beautiful royal pussy, the gruff, sweaty, soot-greyed Goat loving every inch of friction in that sleek wet cunt. "Who knows what the future holds..." The pretty Queen teased softly, as she begins to buck her hip's up to meet those hard lust driven thrusts. The sexy white mare very obviously enjoying his efforts, the look on her pretty muzzle one was wild excitement mixed with almost feral pleasure. "One thing is for sure my husband certainly has no farther claim on me. Hahaha... well then perhaps I'll let some more males try me just to see how they measure up to you." Her tight pussy gripping and squeezing that pulsing fucker, as the Smith's fat balls slapped against her rump. The Smith grunted, his efforts still rising; after all having just busted a nut in the King, he needed a bit longer to give the Queen her due... not that she seemed to be minding the extra time taken. "Ahah, yes... my Queen... deserves the best fucking in the land." The Goat grunted, his fat balls so heavy, just from being near this beautiful, sexy and exclusive female. "Mmm, and now you can have me or any other lover at your own whim... not your husband's... the kingdom's male are yours to enjoy." He panted heavily, watching her husband's naked balls roll freely over her plump tits. He reached out to grab them, kneading the hot mare's breasts as he fucked her willing pussy... "Hu hu hu..." The sexy mare laughed lustfully, this thought had not accrued to her before... but the Smith was right. "Then you had better be in my bedroom every night... and none of this sneaking in through a secret passage." The sleek sexy mare panted her breath coming in deep gulps by now, that sleek silky fur covered in frothy equine sweat. As the first tremors of orgasm began to trickle her sex, that soft lush body shivering as a wave washed over her. Making that already leaking sex gush around the Goats hard fucker, ramming in and out of that trembling sex. "Ummmm gods you horny stud." Her back arching thrusting her pert tits up into his hands, as the Goat squeezed those hard nipples between his rough finger and thumb. "You're the only male I want right now... and I want you to pound me so hard I'm smiling for a week and walking funny for even longer." The rutting Billy grunted, snorting like a locomotive as he pounded that hot mare's silky pussy, thrusting like piston in an overheating engine. "Ahah, as you wish... your majesty." He groaned, fucking that plush mare's smooth pussy hard, thrilled that his common loins were savoring the sleek wetness of the Queen herself. And now people would know he was her lover... fucking the Queen which would surely make him more popular. She was even more beautiful naked than she looked covered in silks and jewels, and her perfect body gave the sweaty buck a savage lust, one he could hold back no longer. He ground his teeth together and grunted, his had pole pulsing as he pumped a thick load into her hungry sex "Weeheheheee." The Queen screamed out, as a second more powerful wave of orgasms thundered through her body, before filling her mind... even as the Smith was filling her pussy. His hot cum making that soft sex even hotter, as her big strong body pulsated under him... the two of them lost in pleasure for a long moment. Soon the lusty Goat collapsed on top of her, the air thick with the musk of both their bodies. "Ummmm yeah... and now you don't have to leave... Tonight I want you to put my body to use in every way you can think of... use my tail hole... cum in my muzzle... rut between my breasts. Tonight you take full ownership of your drunken barmaid... even if she should try to resist your more perverse desires..." Just then the maid brought the chilled bottle of bubbly into the room, setting it down on the nearby table before fleeing the room. Making both the Smith and Queen roar with laughter, the Blacksmith reaching over to grab the bottle. Popping the cork and poured them each a glass of Champagne, watching in surprise as the Queen picked up one of the Kings severed balls dropping it into her glass. The Goat smirked and reaching down grabbed the other one, putting it into his own glass. "To the King... my good little gelding." FIN |
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