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A Shameful Secret Chapter 5 by Hooves The hefty Donkey looked down over his big round belly, at the pretty young upper class mare, who was on her knees in front of him. They had met in a public toilet just down the street from Mara's family house, and before he could even broach the subject of why he was really there. The sexy Palomino mare had dropped to her knee's, and took his fat cock out of his breaches. Never one to say no to a mare wanting to pleasure him, the old Donkey had just locked the door and leaned back. Letting the cute young mare have her way with his fat prick, until it had tensed and fed her five huge spurts of his cum. Now they both were panting for breath, as she slide her mouth off his fucker and looked up at him smiling. "Damn my little slut mare... you are getting good at that." Dunlup congratulated, stroking his big rough hands through her stiff mane as she looked up at him cutely. "So did you get the things I wanted?" "Yes my Stallion." Mara panted slowly climbing up his body, until her pretty muzzle was only inches from his own. The fat older Donkey could smell his cum on her breath, as she reached into the pockets of her dress. "Five letters my sire wrote, I got them out of the locked draw in his desk. One of them even talks about the mayor and how Cornelius and his sons aren't worthy of our family associating with them. Sire even goes so far as to say, he'd sooner geld the mayors whole family than let one of them marry into our family." Mara explain, as she kissed up along Dunlup's short thick neck... while gripping that still stiff cock with in soft hand. "Haha... that certainly sounds like your father." Dunlup laughed, as he took the letters and slipped them into the inner pocket of his shirts. "How about the other things I told you to get?" "One of his used pens and a fresh ink bottle... oh and a dozen sheets of his personal stationary embossed with our family crest." The pretty young mare, purred happily as she turned around hiking up her dress and rubbing her sexy panty clad ass against the Donkey's pulsing flare. "Now give me what I need Donkey daddy." The cute young mare begged playfully, looking back at Dunlup with a bratty little pout on her muzzle. As the hefty older male put those other things into his pockets, even as those silky panties rubbed over the Donkeys wide flare teasingly. "Heh." Dunlup sneered, hooking one callused finger in the waist band of those frilly pink panties... dragging them down to mid thigh. Before grabbing her long flowing tail in one fist, yanking it out of the way roughly. Before pushing his huge flare into that dripping wet sex, his fat body pushing Mara's soft body up against the wooden door of the restroom. "I'm going to make you moan so loud, they'll hear you out on the street my horny little slut." The wicked Donkey joked, reaching up with one hand to grip her mane, pushing her head against the rough wooden door. While cramming his wide flare deeper and deeper into the sexy young mare's hot sex, as his soft belly rested against her lower back. "My degenerate little hussy... getting your pussy reamed in a public toilet. What would your highborn sire say about that? And by a lowly Donkey like me... about to blow his common seed into your hot little sex." Dunlup whispered dirtily into the sexy Palomino mares ear, as his hefty belly rested on that soft rump. While his strong hip's kept cramming his thick meat onto her quivered sex, each thrust pounding impossibly deep into her. Twisting her long head around, Dunlup covered his sweet mouth with his own. Mara was surprised at his tenderness as he lightly pinched her nipples and pressed his lips against hers, exploring her mouth with his tongue. She kissed back, pressing her tongue passed his, taking her time to enjoy exploring his tongue, becoming lost in the enjoyment of kissing him. "Ahaha..." Mara squealed out loudly, as her soft body was banged against that rough wooden door. Crushed between the Donkeys heavy body... and the weather wood as they humped and bucked savagely. Each slamming thrust making the young mare moan and squeal out more and more loudly, as the old Jackass kept his word. She heard the heavy breathing and moaning escaping her lips and she feels so alive in that moment. "Ummm gods Please..." The beautiful high born mare begged for him to continue, as his strong rough hands tease her lush, soft body. "That's right scream slut." Dunlup orders her in a lustful sneer, they both knew she was there for his pleasure, her comfort and modesty was not his priority at all. "Keep begging I like that." The fat, old Donkey snickered lewdly, and with that he hauled back with one strong hand and gave her sleek Equine ass a rough spank. The young mares lush body tensed in pain, or was it pleasure the two seemed to blend together in that lustful instant. "I said keep begging. You got that slut?" Dunlup snorted aggressively, the pretty younger mare nodding weakly, her sexy round rump shaking violently. As the homely old Jaskass impaled her sweet sex on this prodigious battering ram of Donkey meat. Dunlup raised a hand and swung it down again, spanking Mara ten times harder. This time the pretty mare jerked her head upward and shrieked, as loudly as she could manage. "Oho Yes I got it... Please sir... Please if you would be so good, keep using my little pussy for your pleasure." The noble born young mare then looked down, ashamed at her own wanton nature and yet aroused at the effect his thick cock was having on her. "Hahaha... maybe I will marry you... Once I've nutted your father and brothers, and taken your mother and sisters as my own." The Blacksmith teasing, knowing this kind of talk fueled the young mares sexual excitement to no end. "I can't wait to march your sire up on that stage... strap him down... and I think I'll use my big iron mallet to crush his nuts first." Dunlup huffed, as his crotch slammed hard against Mara's firm round buttocks, even as his strong fingers rolled and pinched her erect nipples. "Hhnn... and once I've turned those colt makers to mush, I'll take my knife and cut his worthless cock off." The old Donkey moaned rolling his hip's harder and faster, that thick black Donkey cock savagely pounding into her. Mara moaned and squealed out loudly, wiggled on his throbbing cock, pushing back at the Donkey eagerly. The young mare felt her tingling pussy tighten on his hefty cock, and this time Dunlup felt her whole body tense up during her hard climax. She was the most beautiful sight he had seen in awhile, arching back at him, eyes fluttering, lips slightly apart in a silent moan of ecstasy. He could even feel the hot gush of cum running down his cock as he continued to pound her, as that fat Donkey cock made her cum like that three more times. Taking his pounding, her sex almost too sore to cum again but the older Jackass knew how to get her there. "Ohooo Gods... Yes... Yes..." The noble born mare moaned, panting heavier for breath as the homely Donkey rammed into her. Dunlup could feel her cunty tighten up around his mighty erection, the fat old Blacksmith pushed his cock as deep into her as he could with every hard rut stroke. Feeling the delightful tension within his hair nuts, knowing he could not hold back any longer. Just then his big cock tensed rock hard deep inside of the pretty Palomino's hot sex, throwing his big head back the Donkey brayed loudly. Spurting a huge load of seed right into her womb, he felt her tensing and cumming once more and smirked. Slowly Dunlup pulled out of her, watching the first gush of cum already running down her thighs and onto those frilly panties bunched up half way down her sleek thigh's. Reaching down the Donkey pulled those panties back up over her dripping sex, even as he wiped his fat cock clean on her furry butt cheek. "Now get off home my little slut hehe." Tucking his spent cock back into his trousers, the old Donkey threw the door open and strolled out. Noting that a number of horny young colts were watching the restroom door. "Scat." The old Donkey snapped, stomping his hoof on the stone sidewalk, as the young Horses saw who it was. "Or I'll geld you all." He threatened, watching in delight as the upper class Horse's squealed and scatter in fear as they saw who he was. Dunlup enjoy the feeling a power their fear sent running through him, watching them run away his chuckled in delight. *** "Damn you look so good like that." Avon moaned softly, as his smooth hand ran over Troy's sleek panty clad ass. The neutered Deer had just finished dressing the handsome white colt in sexy female lingerie, something many of his clients liked. "It makes me wish I had balls." And the tall former Stag grunted, not bothering to tell Troy that he wished he still had his balls a dozen times a day. Avon was dress similarly to the colt, with black stocking and garter... frilly panties and corset pulled tight around his tawny torso. "They're going to love you." He assured the handsome young colt, as his hands roamed all over Troy's masculine young body. When Dunlup had first approached him about training a young Stallion to please other males, the Deer had agreed quickly just to get a rest for his own aching tail hole. Most Horse's preferred to mount, so the ex-Stag was constantly taking huge flares up his small pink Deer hole. Therefore the former warrior was will to take any opportunity, to rest that stretched out rut hole and the idea of some noble colt taking cock rather than him really delighted the neutered Deer. "Now just come over here by the bed." Avon ordered, watching as the young Horse who normally would be in control of him... allowed the otherwise powerless neutered male take control. "So you really want to learn how to be a..." The Deer paused hardly believing that any intact male would want to be in his position, forced to do any disgusting thing his customers wanted. "What it's like to be a gelding..." Avon watching the handsome young Colt nod his head eagerly, the Deer shaking his antlerless head in puzzlement. "Now what you must remember, is that no matter what the client wants. You have to indulge them, that means no matter how nasty or disgusting their desire you have to give it to them. Geldings... and gelding whores in particular can't say no... so if he wants you to lick his tail hole... or the bottoms of his hooves you have to obey." The handsome former Stag explained, shocked to see not even a trace of disgust on the colt's muzzle. "Yeah I know... uncle Dunlup has been helping me with that," Troy assured, making the former Stag nod... knowing the way the Donkey felt about upper class Horses, he just bet he had. "I've licked his tail hole, kissed and licked his hooves... even let him piss all over my head and muzzle. He's cum on my muzzle as well... although I'd rather have it in my mouth. I love it when he cum's in my muzzle... the taste and feel of it as I swallow it is wonderful." The tall Deer rolled his eyes... this colt really was meant to be a gelding if he enjoyed it that much. Just then the door opened, and two young stallions came in to the room. Troy knew the second he saw then they were low born plough ponies, they rough peasant clothing and muddy hooves marked them. "I'm tellin' ya... yer really gunna enjoy this deer bitch." The larger and possibly older equine was saying, as he grinned lustfully at his friend or maybe younger brother. "The slut dress's up like a mare for me... in tha sexiest frilly things ya ever seen." "Hahaha... that sounds great Max." The smaller equine laughed, as the two big males close the door and head towards the bed. Only to pull up short as they see two sissy's waiting for them beside the bed, the big Horses pause plainly confessed for a moment. "Heh... what do we got here?" The huge lowborn plough Horse ask, even as both of them snickered as they looked down at Avon and Troy. "A free bonus I guess you could say Max." The Deer answered, as the two young Stallion's moved up closer looking them over with plainly excited expressions. "Troy here is an... intern I guess you could call him." "I'd call'em a sissy cunt." Max the bigger Stallion snorted, flashing his favorite whore a wicked smirked. Making the other young plough Horse roar with crude laughter, the two young Stallions sharing a smirk. "Yes... he's that as well... he's here to learn how to please males... since it's been decided that he's going to be gelded soon." Avon explained, as the two young Stallions looked at him and then at Troy in shock... the smaller stud reaching out to fondle Troy's panty clad crotch. "Gods damn... he's still got balls!" The smaller Stallion choked, jerking his big dirty hand away from the slender creamy white colt's crotch. Like it was a red hot stove, while the bigger Stallion just looks on it lustful surprise. "Yer gunna be gelded soon... So why are you here now?" Max snorted, crowding in close to the slender white colt, as Troy looked up from his place kneeling on the floor. At the two huge low born Horse's, thinking that things weren't going to well for his first try. "I... I'm just here to learn how to please real males." Troy stammered weakly, knowing at once that he'd chosen the right words as the big dirty plough Horse smirked while looking down at him aggressively. "My daddy wants me to be the best gelding I can be. I'm here for your pleasure... to learn to please... your big hard cocks." "I aint gunna fuck no Stallion." The young plough Horse blurted out, looking up at his big friend. "Even if he is a sissy mare-boy of a Stallion." Max laughed darkly as he looked from the kneel colt to his buddy, and then over at Avon who just shrugged. "Hell Burl this aint no Stallion... look at the little cunt." The big Horse snickered, as he stroked Troy's cream colored mane with his thick dirty fingers. "Who's yer sire filly?" He asked, thinking this little sissy colt didn't look like he was from any working class breeding. "Rollan..." Troy answered honestly, as he watched the big low born Horse's brow knot up as he through about that name for a long moment. And then his eyes widened in shock, as the huge plough Horse recognized he knew that name. "That Stallion what owns half of town?" Max choked in surprise, he'd not realized highborn Stallion's had their colts gelded like everyone else. It made sense though in the case, the little sissy was just made to serve real males pleasure. "Yes sir." Troy whimpered looking up at the big sweaty working fur, as the sneering Plough pony looking down at him lustfully. "I don't care who his daddy is... I aint fuckin' no filly with balls." Burl snorted, looking very uncomfortable as he watched his big friend stroking the sissy colts wavy white mane. "Aint no one askin' ya to... you kin have the doe bitch. That one is a geldin' already that's fer sure... I'll train the new filly here in how to take a real Stallion's dick." Max chuckled dragging Troy to his hooves, and then pressing in close to that soft white furry body. Nuzzling into the trembling colt's mane, as his big rough hands wandered over that lingerie covered body. "Ammm you smell good... just like a little pussy that needs a big cock in it." "Thank you my Stallion." Troy whispered back, resting his head on the big Stallion's rough furry chest... nuzzling into that fur. Smelling musky sweat and the dirt clumped in it, as the other male's huge three fingered hands slipped down his back. Finding his panty clad ass those strong fingers gave it a rough squeeze, before sliding under his tail to touch that hot little rut hole. * While across the room, Avon was doing a slow striptease dance for the other young Stallion... even as the horny plough Horse played with his own huge erection. Once the neutered Deer was completely undressed, the young Stallion moved up to him. Big blunt fingers fondling the scar where the Deer's ball had once hung with satisfaction, some Stallion just a thing for fondling that scar. Some even liked to get down and lick along it, there was a certain strange fascination there for them it seemed. Not that the Deer minded, it was as close as he got to feeling sexual powerful anymore, watching those big horny Stud lick his scar. "Alright you gelding... get on these nuts." That almost always came next, like they wanted to make sure him knew that they had what he didn't anymore. Instantly the tall sexy Deer was on his knees, his muzzle between those muscular thighs licking and kissing the Horse's musky nuts eagerly. "Ammm wow you smell soooo potent and masculine... I love to scent of a real male like you." The rather bored Deer moaned out, as happily and lustfully as he could manage after having done this for months. "Heh you like that huh bitch." Burl grunted lustfully, the young stallion was buying it hook line and sinker... somehow they always did it seemed. "I'm gunna show ya what a real male can do. Make ya glad yer lucky enough to serve me." "Oh yes... ohooo please yes." The former Stag moaned as enthusiastically as he could manage, his real attention over on his young colt apprentice across the room. "Show my mare ass what a true Stud can do." "Heh... oh I'm gunna." Avon rolled his big dark eyes, think so much for resting his aching tail hole today. * "Damn... Who's a pretty little filly." The big plough Horse snickered wickedly, as he moved up behind Toby's sleek ass. Rubbing that big wet stud stick against the young colt's panty clad butt, while wrapping his strong arms around that sleek torso. "You are... my high born cunt." He snorted hotly into the cream colored colt's ear, nibbling on it playfully while fondling Troy's hard little cock through the soft fabric of those silky panties. Slipping his big three fingered hand down into the back of those panties, Max shoved one thick finger into Troy's tiny virgin tail hole. Slowly pushing him over to the big bed, shoving the half-dressed noble born colt down into the soft mattress. "Oho yes please mount me." Troy begged weakly, as the big plough Horse ripped his own crude, dirty clothing off hastily. "Oho yer gunna get a lesson in mountin'... how to take a mountin' that is heh." Glancing over the horny Stallion caught Avon watching out of the corner of his eyes, even while Burl gripped his sleek ears and pounded that huge Horse cock down the Deers suckling throat. Max flashed the helpless gelding a leering grin, as he climbed into bed with the sissified colt. Picking up the jar of scented grease off the bedside table, while tugging those frilly panties down over the young colts flowing white tail. The smirking Stallion smear a glob of lube over the big blunt head of his long equine fucker, before thrusting it against Troy's small pink rosebub. "Get ready sissy... cuz I'm about ta make a real mare outta ya." The young chestnut plough Horse 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. "Yes... YES... use me for your pleasure mighty Stallion." The creamy white young colt begged eagerly, even as he felt that huge flare pushing at his taboo orifice. "Get ready.. cuz I'm gunna fuck yer balls right off. When I get done yer gunna run ta yer daddy and beg him to have ya cut so ya can have my dick every day." Max moaned, as he forced his big blunt fucker slowly up inside of Troy's highborn tail hole... as the young colt squealed into the pillow he was clutching against his muzzle. Across the room the Horse heard Avon snicker, as he watched his younger Horse getting the treatment he received all day every day now. "Damn your tight slut." The chestnut Stallion moaned lustfully, as he watched the young feminine colt's muzzle contort in pain. "But don't worry... I'm gunna open you up nice and wide." The big Plouch Horse assured the young noble colt in a harsh, lustful grunt, as his long stud stick bottom out in that snug tail hole. "Oww Oowww gods yes..." Troy whimpered around his mouth full of pillow, as the Horse's weight settled onto his back. "Stretch me wide... leave me gaping Stud." The soft tawny white colt moaned, his tight rut hole gripping and squeezing that thick Horse cock in his butt. Even as the pretty colt pushed his sexy round ass back, sliding down that throbbing equine shaft eagerly. "Hahah yer a real ass slut... Yer sire must be so proud." Max called out loudly, as he began to slide that huge fucker in and out of Troy's tight little hole. Watching as across the room Burl was pounding his crotch against his the Deers muzzle, the young Stud overwhelmed with lust and the pleasure of that hot suckling mouth. The air filled with lewd 'SlurpSlurp' noises as that fat Horse cock was fucked in and out of that eagerly sucking mouth. "Ride me harder... fuck me like a nasty Donkey... using my mom." The sissy colt begged, making the young Stallion sneer... at the imagery of that strange exclaimation. "YES... Oh yes, I'll fuck you." The chestnut plough Horse grunted gruffly, savagely thrusting into that hot young Horse cunt faster and faster. "I'll fuck you so hard and long you won't be able to walk to the Smithy when your sire decides to have you gelded." His heavy stud sack swing and swatted the sexy sissy colts thighs firmly, as the horny Stallion vigorously thrust his stiff pole into that tight butt hole. While that sleek pucker squeezed down on the Horses powerful fucker, even as the sissy highborn colt began to moan loudly with each heavy thrust. "Uhu... Oho... Uhu... Fuck... fuck me!" The pretty sissified colt moaned, as those hefty Horse nuts spanked his sleek round ass, making Troy 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 rut hole. Were bulging out prominently in the front, that silky fabric soaked through with slimy pre-cum by now. "Ammm gods yes... that's what I need... " Troy 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 colt moaned, as the big plough Horse gripped his one if his pointed ears and yanked his head back... kissing that soft mouth savagely. "Heheh... your such a sweet filly." Max snorted gripped the Troy's 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 the colt's clenching rut hole, as the sissy moaned and squealed in delight. The young plough Horse feeling that sissy highborn body tensing under him, the colts hole clenching and gripping on that fat equine fucker. Even as the young sissy 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 whore." The chestnut 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 back. A hearty 'Whinny' escaping from max's grinning lip's, as the Horse enjoyed the feeling of his heavy balls jumping as he shot his load triumphantly into the sissy colt. "Hooo gods yeah I love how your snug hole milks my cock..." The young Stallion congratulated, rolling off the exhausted colt's back as he moved over to watch Burl rutting the Deer's suckling mouth. * Troy spent his every free hour over the next few weeks in Avon's room, learning everything he could about pleasing a male. The high born colt servicing everyone from lowly plough Horses, to the mayor himself. And did everything from cleaning out plough Horses hooves with his tongue, to licking around inside a ancient noble born Stallion's sheath to coax out his shrivel old cock. As he learned how to be the perfect gelding pleasure pony, he even took what he'd learned home. Sucking his younger brother Rory's cock, and letting Advar the big Boar butlers taste the pleasures of his well trained tailhole. *** The old Donkey moved confidently through the lower east end of town, to the old Potters shops down by the river. Around to the side he found the steps leading down, alongside the very whether old sign 'The Warren' was a dive. Every town had one... a place where the very worst dregs of society congregated. Opening the heavy door the fat Donkey walked in, nodding to the tired looking Fox barkeep. He strolled straight for the high table at the end of the bar, winking at the huge Bull and Bear sitting nearby. He walked up to the table that was raised above all others, a gray Wolf with a black patch over his left eye was sitting there. "Well lookee what we got here... aint seen much of you since ya got all respectable and all. I'd ask how ya been... but it's plain yer doing well." Alynur growled reaching up to clasp one of the Donkey's rough hands, before gesturing to the barkeep to bring them a pint. "So what brings ya down here Dunlup?" The big Wolf asked softly, his single eye looking the well dressed Jack over curiously. "I'm doing very well... but then you already know that. You always know everything that's going on in town." Dunlup snorted as he sat down heavily across the table from the big Wolf, even as the small Fox limped over and set them down a tankard each. Alynur was what past for a crime boss in this rather small town, the Wolf control everything that went on. From beggars and pick pockets on the street, to breaking and entering and even murder for hire. "I'm looking for a scribe Al." "Haha scribe my tail hole... you can find a scribe anywhere... you're looking for a forger." The old Wolf snorted licking his lips, grinning at his old friend showing off sharp white fangs. "I got one... best one I've seen in years... but it'll cost ya." "How much are we talking?" Dunlup grunted, taking out a heavy purse of coin and weighting it in one callused hand thoughtfully. He had very little care about money, now that he'd taken over Rollan's house hold, the wealthy gelding's wealth was his to control. "Now don't be silly... it aint yer coin I'm looking for." Al growled licking his lips, as the old Donkey took a long drink of the cheap beer he'd been brought. "Word is you've been getting around to a lot of fine houses, all I want is a bit of information about'em. The boys will see to my profits, when they burgle the places and nick the good stuff out of them." Dunlup spent a half hour or so answering questions about all the wealthy houses he'd been in, since making his deal with the mayor. And then the Wolf pointed out a young Rat sitting in one corner, the rodents eyes kept scanning the room nervously. "That's your boy there... you'll have to deal with him for his services." "Thanks Al..." Dunlup glanced across the room at the Rat, he'd hardly noticed him when he'd came in. Rodents were considered the lowest class of furs, many of them didn't go out on the street in the day light hours. Standing the old Donkey waddled across the room to the Rats small corner table, and sat himself down in the chair across from him. As the young Rat looked him over thoughtfully, those dark eyes not missing a thing Dunlup felt. "Hello... my names..." "I know who you are... everyone knows about the new town blacksmith. Names Merlyn, just call me Merl... so whatcha want from me?" The rat was speaking kind of fast, and it was obvious from the look on his muzzle he was considering what the Donkey could do for him. "Al tells me your a fairly talented forger." Dunlup grunted, flashing the rodent a big friendly grin before taking another drink of his cheap beer. "Bullshit... I'm the best you'll find short of the capital city. I read and write in two dozen languages... there aint no script I can't copy... no hand I can't fake." The young rat boasted softly, glancing around as if looking for someone to attack. "Whatcha want me to fake?" "There's a certain asshole Stallion I want to get rid of... I've got some letters he's wrote, I'd like for you to copy his hand. Have him trying to pay me to... geld the mayor and his sons." The young rodent mouth dropped open in surprise, and then twisted up in amusement. "Damn that's gunna get someone gelded." The young Rat laughed, obviously excited by the idea of some upper class Horse getting in trouble. "I can do it..." Merl assure the fat Donkey in a confident whisper, glancing around nervously again. "But I want two things for it... first I'll need twelve gold for the work. Second I want to be your assistant, I want some sign that I'm working for you." Seeing the fat Donkey arch and eyebrow questioningly, the young Rat hastily explained why. "Look in this land Rats are the lowest of the low, I can't even go outside without colts bullying and beating me up. But they all know you make geldings... if I'm your assistant they'll think twice about hurting me. That's why I want your livery on me, so I can prove I work for you. I don't wanta have to crawl through the sewers every place I want to go... I'm tired of taking shit all the time. I want to walk through town without having to worry about some stuck up horse feeding me my own teeth... see." "Yes I get it." Dunlup grunted, realizing for the first time that someone had it worse than him when it came to these equine nobles. "I've got a spare room in the back of my shop... you can move in there after this business with the Stallion is over. That way folks won't put two and two together, if anyone recognizes you as a known forger. Once the Stallion is taken care of, you can be seen coming and going from the Smithy, we can have my sign painted on a tunic. So you'll have something to identify you as working for me, hell if you have any interest in it... I'll even train you in blacksmithing, you can help me geld some of those colts that use to beat you up." Dunlup watched the Rats eyes light up at that, and knew that his new assistant would be a great help. "I don't think my hands would take being a smith... but I have a head for figures so maybe I could keep your books for you. Although... I would really love helping to geld some of those high born colts, other than that, you got yerself a deal... Why don't we go over to my room, and I'll see about getting that work done you want." The Rats room turned out to be a unused cellar, under a empty run down warehouse on the river docks. And it really did smell of sewage, but there were other scents in the air as well. Once Merl lit the lamps he sat down at a battered old writing desk, looking around Dunlup realized that the only other place to sit was the rodents narrow cot. Taking out the private letters... the dozen sheets of stationary, the pen and bottle of ink sitting them on the desk. "Good you brought more than one sheet of paper... I always like to do a few practice letters." Merl stammered excitedly, while examining the Stallions hand writing in the letters. "Oh good... he has a very distinctive hand, that will make his writing stand out and therefore be easy for non experts to identify. If this fella didn't want to stand out like his does, his hand might be too hard for non experts to recognize. Luckily this guy like to think highly of himself, see the curls he's put on the letters here and here. That's generally only used by scribes in the imperial court, this guys using it to try and look like he's connected to the Kings court." As the Rat rambled on Dunlup strolled over and sat down on Merl's cot, letting his back rest against the cold stone wall. His long slotted nostrils picking up the scents coming off the Rats blankets, Fox, Canines, even Feline. All of them male it seems the Rat liked males, either that or he just couldn't find a female. Either way it made the old Donkey grin, things just might get fun after the Rodent finished his work. *** "So you wanta watch me geld some noble Stallion." Even before he'd gelded they sire, the colts have been very excited about the idea of watching. But now that they father was a gelding, that interest had doubled at least for Rory anyway. Dunlup snickered gruffly, as he looking the plainly aroused young Horse over lewdly, smirking darkly for a long moment. Before turning to look at his brother Troy, licking his thick rubbery looking black lips as the young Stallion blushed. "I take it you aint told him..." Troy blushed hard looking at the dirty Donkey wide eyed, before looking over at his brother Rory standing there looking quizzically at him. "Tell me what?" Rory grunted, looking back and forth between his brother and the older Jackass questioningly. As Dunlup wrapped one arm around Troy's shoulders, and pulling him closer to his questioning brother. Troy had spent every evening of the last two weeks at the gelding whore house, learning from the gelded deer how to pleasure males. He'd sucked more than fifty cocks, from lowly plough Horses to the Mayor himself. He'd had even more cock's up his tail hole, because some males just wanted to mount. And the colt was sure of it now... he wanted to live his life servicing the pleasures of other males. "Go on tell him." The old Donkey grunted encouragingly, one strong hand dropping down to grab and squeeze Troy's firm young ass cheek. As the young well born colt's hot body pressed up against his side, making the old Donkey harden under his leather apron. Dunlup had been using Troy, like he was the horny Donkey's own private gelding for awhile now. "Ahem well Rory... I... I've asked uncle to make a gelding out of me." Troy confessed softly, as his brother looked at him in shock and surprise for a second... before a huge smile split his handsome muzzle. While Rory was confused, it was obvious he was excited and even pleased by his brothers decision to become a gelding. At once the well dressed colt's trousers began to bugle, Dunlup wasn't at all surprised at this. These high born Horses all seemed to take great pleasure in seeing their sons, sires or brothers turned into geldings. And the old Donkey had hear from Advar the butler, that ever since the colts learned of their sires gelding. Rory had been making use of Rollan, by telling his sire that if the new gelding didn't put out he'd have to go to the whore house to relieve his needs. So Rollan had been letting his colt have him, while the old butler had been watching discretely. "Troy... really? You want to... be a gelding like sire... I guess you really liked doing it... getting mounted that is... huh?" The sleek, handsome, white Stallion babbled wildly for a second, as he watched his blushing brother nod weakly. Troy loved serving the pleasure of other males, and wanted to be able to do that all the time. The time he'd spent at the gelding brothel, learning from the neutered Deer and all the customers had proven that to him. "So yes... you are going to get to watch me turn a handsome young Stallion into a gelding today." Dunlup snickered, noticing a bulge spring up in the crotch of Rory's trousers as the old Donkey spoke. "And then you're going to get to fuck our new gelding here as much as you want." Dunlup didn't bother telling Rory, that his brother had been servicing him for well over a month now. "Alright first... I want you two to strip your clothes off, and then Rory why don't you strap your brother into that restraint rack over there." The old Donkey snorted, gesturing with his thumb to rarely used restraints that he normally only put criminals in. Quickly the colts stripped off their fancy clothing, grinning and giggling like it was all still just a naughty game. Dunlup watched in amusement, as one young Horse brother tied up his older brother. It was slow and fumbling at first, Rory had never done this kind of thing before. But he quickly got the hang of it, and soon had Troy locked in place. As the old Donkey came waddling over with a wide grin, watching as Rory grinned back at him eagerly. "Are you ready to lose'em boy?" "Yy... Yes uncle." Troy answered meekly, as the fat old Donkeys hot flabby hands rubbed slowly down the creamy white Horse's young body. Troy's body was trembling from a mixture of sexual excitement and fear, even as Rory's hands joined the Smith's in fondling his brother. "You ready to be just like yer sire?" The wicked old Jackass demanded in a husky whisper, as he stepped back and knelt down behind the helpless high born Horse. Grabbing his long flowing equine tail, lifting it up out of the way he ordered Rory to hold it. The young colt's was body jerking and struggling subconsciously against his bonds, as the Donkey's callused fingers explored his male hood. Gripping those firm young balls gently, as they are pulled back and stretched down behind that sleek equine ass. Even as Troy's brother pulled the Smith's metal bucket over, setting it down between his brother's strapped down hooves. "Yes... make a gelding out of me." The helpless young Stud answered, even as his hip's bucked and struggled as his hot junk was teased by that cold steel blade. The fat Donkey leered, and tugged the struggling Troy's nuts far back, so that his hard young cock was aimed straight down into the bucket. Sniggering, the Blacksmith teased his sharp blade against the struggling colt's hard young prick. "I do love it when a highborn Stallion asks me nicely to take his nuts." The wicked Jackass laughed, as he slowly opened the creamy white colt's scrotum. Squeezing that soft velvety pouch until first one pale orb, and then the other at last popped out to dangle down on their cords. "Owww gods!" Troy squealed out in pain, his long slender equine cock bouncing and jerking wildly. "All right Rory what I want you to do... is use the hook of this knife to cut these cords." Dunlup instructed, and then shoved the blood flecked knife into the stunned colt's trembling hands... while gripping Troy's potent young balls in his dirty hands. Reaching down the high born colt slipped the blades hook around one of his own brothers cords, licking his lip's as he set the edge against that cord and pulled. The razor sharp blade hung up for half a second, and then with a jerk cut right through. "Oh fuck." Rory moaned loudly, a powerful shiver racing through his young body as he watched the Donkey hold that severed nut up for a second and then drop it into the already half full bucket. Troy squealed out again weakly as he felt the jerk and release, knowing that one of his male orbs was gone. "Oh gods Rory..." Quickly Rory reached down and set the edge of that wicked blade against the second taut cords, leaning in to nuzzle his brothers sweaty body. And with that he brought knife back, slicing through that cord smoothly this time. Watching with delight as Dunlup dropped that second nut into the bucket with all the others. "Ohoo... ohoo gods Rory... I'm a gelding." The handsome young gelding screamed out loudly, as his jerking tensing cock spit out his last load into the bucket over those naked testicles. "Yes... yes you are big brother." Rory panted as he lay the gelding knife aside, and stood up to nibble on Troy's long slender equine neck. While down below, Dunlup slathered healing balm over that ragged wound... before standing up and stepping back. Watching as Rory's hands roamed all up and down his gelding brothers sweaty body, even as Troy hung there in the restraints weakly whimpering. "Gods it's amazing how losing their balls can make a male so sexy." Rory panted into his brothers pointed equine ear, even as Dunlup moved up and rubbed a fingers worth of grease over Troy's doughnut shaped anus. Before reaching over to grip Rory's throbbing fuck stick, rubbing the colt's blunt cock head against that greasy hole. The young Stallion's hip's surged forwards, as soon as he felt that hot flesh against the tip of his throbbing fucker. Pushing that wide flat flare into his brothers well stretched asshole, even as Rory felt the Donkey's soft belly pressing against his own back. "Uncle wha.." The young Stallion grunted looking back over his shoulder, only to suddenly find his mouth covered by Dunlup's. Rory's eyes widened in shock as the old Donkey kissed him lustfully, as Troy's hip's began thrusting backwards. That hot hole sliding up and down the length of Rory's throbbing hard on, making the young Stallion moan into Dunlup's mouth. The old Donkey's big rough hands slowly rubbed over the creamy white colt's soft fur, even as Rory's body responded to the pleasure of Troy's hot hole. The wicked Donkey used his own tongue to dominate the young Equines mouth for a long moment, waiting until he saw Rory's eyes glaze over and then close. Before smearing a big glob of grease onto his own wide cock flare, one hand gripping Rory's tail and pulling it out of the way. Moving his strong hip's to line the tip of his throbbing fucker up, with the young Stallion's tightly clench little rosebud. The older Donkey letting that kiss at last break, as he managed to shove his thick fucker against that virgin pucker... making Rory's eyes snap open wide in surprise. "Wha... wha...Uncle!" "Ssssshush... I'm breeding yer momma... call me Daddy, colt." The fat Donkey grunted, pushing his cock head against those quivering tail hole hard, feeling it resist him for a long moment. Those clenched sphincters held tight for a long few moments, but Dunlup was a very experienced ass fucker. The wicked Donkey knew that if he just kept the pressure constant, sooner or later those muscles would give out. It took a few minutes, but Dunlup felt his cock flare slowly sinking into that hot little rut hole. Those muscles began to quiver wildly in exhaustion, that huge flare spreading those gates open wider and wider. Until there was a soft 'Slurp' and that big throbbing flare was inside of him, making Rory squeal out loudly. "WEEHEHEEE! Oh fuck Daddy..." Even as the old Jack's thick fucker, speared smoothly into the young Stallion's fiery hot depths. Rory's body began to move back and forth, between Troy's sweet tail hole on his aching hard cock. And his Donkey Daddies thick fucker, as it was shoved deeper and deeper into the young Horse's butt. Dunlup took the ridge of the young Horse's neck in to his mouth, biting down dominantly on it as he held Rory in place. Snorting and rutting the young Stallion just like he'd rutted the rest of his family, enjoying his conquest over the whole highborn lot. The old Donkey secretly hoping, that he would get the chance to gelding this high born male as well. But right now, he'd settle for just using the young Stud like he was a gelding... like his sire and brother. *** The sweaty Donkey walked into the mayors fine house, grinning and winking at the highborn Stallion's servants. Word had gotten around town, among the wealthy families servants that a common male just like them was cuckolding many of those rich upper class Stallion's. It had made the old Donkey very popular among the lower class citizens of the town, Goats, Deer, Bovines to name just a few. The mayor's butler was a old Goat, who greeted Dunlup like he was a visiting dignitary. Leading him through the mayor's fine house, to the master bedroom up on the second story. The room was oddly empty so the Donkey turned questioningly to the Goat, who was standing in the open doorway. "The master has requested that I speak with you a moment, please feel free to undress." The old Goat stated simply, as Dunlup slowly stripped off his work clothing... he'd came straight over after closing for the day as the mayor had requested. "So what's this all about... Errr?" The fat old Donkey asked bluntly, as the Goat grinned at him in a moment of shared amusement. "Call me Declyn sir... as for what this is about. The master has ask me to broach a number of items, he was to modest to discuss with you himself." So the noble politician wasn't brave enough to even be honest about his naughty sexual desires in person, and so was having his servant do it. "Firstly he would like for you to strap him into that restraints rack, before you mount her ladyship. He will be cursing and impotently threatening you, while your pleasure her ladyship naturally. Secondly he would like for you to have him lick your genitals, both before and after having your way with his wife. Lastly he was hoping that you would have some common born male, who could whip his buttocks and perhaps engage in some sodomy upon his person while you pleasure her ladyship." Dunlup grinned darkly, thinking that this was almost too easy... the nobles certainly loved their kinks. Dunlup looked the dignified Goat up and down, knowing that while the butler put on the air of highborn refinement. He was just as common born as most any other, who was not equine in this land of Horse's. "So... you wanna volunteer for that job?" The Donkey asked grinning darkly, as he saw the sly relish on the caprine's bearded muzzle. It was almost too obvious, that the servant who was so put upon and belittled by his patrician employer almost every day would very much enjoy helping. "I was gonna ask if you wanted to watch anyway... but that job sounds like even more fun huh." The dignified old Goat smiled broadly, bowing deeply from the waist to the now naked Donkey. "I would be delighted to watch of course your lordship..." The Goat licked his lip's as he thought about whipping his employer, and then doing nasty things to the helpless Horse's anus. "However I think the master was wanting someone more work a day, a dirty plough pony or Squirrel chimney sweep perhaps." "Is that so?" Dunlup grinned as he thought about that for a moment, he knew any number of common born males. But few would be just right for this kind of thing, while many lower class males would enjoy whipping a noble born Stallion; if they knew they could get away with it. The butt play made things a bit more tricky, some males just wouldn't do that kind of thing with a intact male. The old Donkey's lip's curled up into a wicked smirk, as he decided that he knew the perfect guy to the job. Trev was one of the young males he'd hired to do his hauling work, the Mule was a bastard that had been sired on a drunken draft Horse barmaid. Dunlup had been only one of a dozen males who had breed her that night, while she lay there far too drunk to say 'No'. He'd not been the only Donkey to have some fun, but he'd always thought he saw a bit of himself in the Mule. Like most Mules Trev had been treated really bad my the pure bred Horses, and forced to do the dirtiest most disgusting jobs. Working pulling a plough for farmers who had beaten him, and later cleaning and repairing the town sewers before Dunlup had given him a better job. And as luck would have it, the old Donkey had caught the young Mule fucking a high born colt who had made the mistake of getting drunk in the wrong bar. When Dunlup had caught him buggering that drunken noble, the big Mule had just looked the Donkey in the eye and grunted 'What?'. Dunlup had just smirked, and told the huge Mule that he wanted sloppy seconds in that high born rut hole. That colt had woken up the next morning with a bleeding anus, because Trev was hung like a draft Horse and really didn't like nobles very much. "I think I know just the guy..." Strolling over to the mayors desk's, the naked Donkey flopped down in the leather chair. The old Goat smirking as he through about the Donkey's anus befouling the mayors chair. Taking a pen and scrap of paper, he quickly scrawled out a note to the Mule. "Declyn would you have someone run this note over to my hauling shop over on Riverside and Prance place." The Donkey requested, handing the paper scrap off to the old Goat who bowed deeply. "I'll see to it at once m'lord..." And with that, the butler trotted off quickly to see about summoning the male who would get to abuse his master. Dunlup lounged there on the mayor desk chair, for a couple of minutes until the old Goat came back escorting Trev. The big Mule was dress in his rough ill fitting clothes, that looking like worn out things he'd found discarded. It was part of an act the Mule put on... pretending to be dull witted and sloppy because the nobles always thought the worst. Trev used their own nature prejudice to deceive them, it was a trick Dunlup had used himself many times. "Your associate m'lord." Declyn announced bowing deeply to the fat little Donkey, as Trev watched with a keen interested look. "So... you got some haulin' work?" The Mule asked dully, as he looking down at the grinning Donkey trying his hide his excitement. Dunlup shook his head, even as Declyn went off to tell his master and lady that things were really to proceed. "Nope no hauling, but I think you'll like this job a lot better." Dunlup snickered lewdly, making the big Mule look really curious about what was going on now. "Why are you naked?" Trev asked as he looked down at the old Donkeys fat body, with that short thick fucker jutting out from under his belly. "Heh because I'm about to fuck the mayor's wife." He announced bluntly, watching Trev's eyes light up at the idea of some noble Stallion getting cuckolded by a commoner like himself. "So why am I here? And if you say it's because Mules are sterile... I'll punch you in the fucking nose." Trev snorted aggressively, all the normal Horses made fun of him because of that. A few have even tried to made out like he was a gelding, he'd gotten six weeks in jail for kicking their teeth in. He'd fucked their ass's as well, but those high born Horses never told the constable about that part. "While I'm fucking his wife... the mayor is going to be strapped to that restraint rack." Dunlup licked his thick lip's excitedly, pointing out the rack to the big Mule who looked it over curiously without saying a word. "He's going to be cursing and threatening me, while I use his high born wife like she's my whore." The old Donkey watched the Mules faint smile widen, he was enjoying the idea of all of this plainly. "You're going to take that crop and whip his ass with it... and then... this is the part you'll really like... you're going to put that big dick of yours up his tail hole." Trev's lip's rolled back exposing his big yellow teeth, the thought of fucking a uncut noble Stallion was a sheer delight. The knowledge that Stallion was also the mayor, and that his wife would be watching as the Mule used him like a gelding... that was almost heaven. "Heheh... I'm glad ya thought of me." Trev snickered, strolling over to where the crop was laying and picked it up... swinging it through the air with a nasty sounding 'Swish'. "Is this the best ya got? Oh wait..." The big Mule snorted, as he spotted a length of cane half hidden under some leather gear that was covered in dust. "Heh..." He swung the cane through the air a couple of times, the sound that it made so much more ferocious than the small crop. "So what all can I do to this high born Horse cunt?" "Hahah... Ya know I don't know." The old Donkey confessed, flashing Trev a wicked grin as the Mule looked at him questioningly. "He didn't have Declyn say how far to take things... so I'd say push it as far as you can." "Declyn... you mean the old Goat?" The Mule asked, looking shocked at hearing that the mayor had put a servant in charge of explaining his desires. "So maybe I should just look to the Goat... if he's the one who is in the know." Just then the Goat came back in along with a tall black Stallion, who the Mule almost didn't recognize as the mayor. He'd never seen him up close like this, the sleek coal black Stallion strolled over to the pair. Looking the huge Mule up and down curiously, as the Goat helped him slip out of his robe to stand naked in front of them. The high born Horse blushing brightly, as Trev looked his naked body over with a nasty leering smile. "Ahem... so this is your assistant?" The mayor grunted looking away from the huge Mule, to the old Donkey who flashed him a gap toothed grin. "He... he certainly looks... capable." "Welcome, prisoner." Dunlap declared with a nasty grin, that was every bit as wide as his outstretched arms. "Welcome to our little worker's revolution. Trev, secure the prisoner." The heavy Donkey commanded with a gesture, and then leaned over to the huge draft Mule and whispered. "Just roll with it." With a rude snort, the towering Mule grabbed the sleek mayor by the shoulder and roughly walked him over to the rack. Shoving him onto the frame and then leaning up against that soft body, using the weight of his doughy body to pin the sleeker Stallion against the solid wood. It was a good, sturdy construction, Trev wondered idly who put it together for the mayor, as he ground his belly and his naked sheath against the Stallion's back and rump. "Heh, normally you Stallions get gelded... before I get to mount up. I think I'll skip that step today though." He whispered luridly in the black Horse's ear, as he locked his wrists and ankles into the X- frame. "I aint never had my way with an intact hoss before..." Trev lied lustfully, his voice slow and leering as the mayors body wiggled against his own. "Nooo noo you can't do this... I'm not a gelding." He shouted back over his shoulder at Trev, which only made the huge Mule grin widely. "Heh like hell I can't... Yeah you aint... but I'm still gunna do it, and while yer pretty mare watches me." Trev grunted lustfully into the handsome black Stallion's soft pointed equine ear, even as they laid back on the mayors head. Dunlup grinned approvingly at the young Mule, and then motioned to the old Goat. "Bring his wife to me..." The fat Donkey called, in his best imitation of a high born Stallion's imperious tone when ordering around those below himself. "At once sir." Declyn agreed as he stroll past the helpless black Stallion, tossing a leering look at his helpless master. Even as the mayor bucked and struggled ineffectively against the huge Mule who had locked him in place, rubbing his long flowing tail and firm rump against the Mules crotch. "Declyn... don't... you can't... Take my wife away from these perverts quickly." The sleek black Stallion squealed, even as the old Goat vanished... only to return a moment later with a sleek Appaloosa mare. The pretty Appaloosa mare came into the room, parading around the huge master bed in only a sexy teddy. "Oh my... looks like it's time to go to work." Dunlup snickered lewdly, making the mayor tremble and look uncomfortable as he watched the Donkey fondle himself. "You traitor I told you to help her escape. Declyn you bastard I... I'll 'CRACK' IEIEIEEE!" The high born Stallion's body jerk, as the long cane smacked across his naked ass, a loud scream escaping him as it did. "Shutup you cunt." Trev snarled, as the two of them watched Dunlup prance across the room... the old Donkey gently, but firmly pushed the mare down onto the bed. "Well Hello, miss." The fat old Donkey said merrily, as he crawled onto the bed with the sleek Appaloosa mare. "Do pardon me, I don't believe we've met formally, my name is Dunlup and I'll be showing you what making love with a REAL male is like, today." He said, grinning down smugly as the pretty female looked up at him all doe eyed. He pushed her shoulders down onto the bed, just a little bit roughly, but was careful to watch her expression. As far as he knew this was the mayor's idea, and she was just going along with it... Or was it? "Allow me to introduce you to your husband's replacement." The fat Donkey snickered, moving to step over her muzzle, bringing his long, thick, black Donkey dick and heavy, hairy balls within inches of her pretty muzzle. "Go on, get a good look, cop a feel, have a taste, I ain't shy..." He breathed eagerly, it was plain that he just couldn't wait to enjoy another males wife. Meanwhile the draft-size Mule was swatting the Stallion's backside with one hand, and occasionally smacking him with the cane held in the other. "Sadie... resist him Sadie... res... 'CRACK' IEHEHEIEE." The mayor screamed out in pain, as that long cane smacked across his ass so hard he actually cut a bloody stripe across those firm buttocks. The helpless Stallion looking back at the widely grinning Mule in shock, it was plain this was proving more intense than he'd expected. Even as in his wedding bed, his sexy mare was looking up at the Donkey's hefty cock and balls with big doe eyes. "Oh dear... you're so very masculine." She moaned leaning in to nuzzle and then kiss those hair balls, his soft mouth moving slowing up to that pulsing erection. "I... I'm trying dear... but he's so very... potent." Slowly she began to lick over that big flare, as long slimy strings of Donkey pre-cum dripped and drizzled all over her chin and neck. "I can't help myself... he's so much more of a male than you." The pretty mare called out, as her helpless husband was squealing and moaning as that huge hand spanked his aching ass. "Ummm, you know why he gets to have your wife instead of me, right?" The big Mule teased, and reached around to give the mayor's nuts a firm squeeze than made the Horse whimper. "Because I can't knock her up..." "You bastard... don't touch my wife... I... I'll kill you 'CRACK' WEEHEHEE." Cornelius screamed out threateningly until that hard strike make him squeal in pain, even as the Mule taunted him about Dunlup impregnating his wife. "Owww damn it... you sterile fucker." He screamed at Trev, making the Mules eyes narrow in anger the high born bitch had made a real mistake. Dunlup's ear's swiveled around on his head, and he hopped off of Sadie and scrambled across the room. Skidding to a halt in front of the mayor and reaching a hand around him to push back gently, but firmly against Trev's chest. "Oh nonononono Mister Mayor." The old Donkey said in a stage whisper, even as he looked at the nasty look on Trev's long muzzle. "You can't say that sort of thing to a Mule's face. It's just not politically correct... you don't wanna lose the labor vote now do ya?" He gave Trev a 'I know but settle down' look, and let his eyes wander around the room. "They can say it but you can't say it, make sense? You know, I think, for your own safety, we're gonna just shut that mouth of yours... before your polls go too far south...aaa- ha." Dunlup snorted, skipping over to his clothes and picking up what passed for his underwear that was still damp from his sweat. He balled them up as he returned, and shoved them in the mayor's mouth while the sleek Stallion grunted and gagged. "There you go, I think you're much safer now." Dunlup said with a nasty grin, winking at Trev before trotting back to the bed. The next thing the mayor heard was a sort of whistling sound... followed by a sudden 'SNAP' as the cane struck his firm ass-cheeks roughly. Making the Stallion thrash in his restraint rack, as his cheeks were nearly split open by that powerful blow. "Yeah, you can't just go sayin' that about Mules, someone might take offense." Trev growled quietly, as he caressed the mayor's burning buttocks with his big rough workmen's hands. "Now that being said, it's true we're can't sire foals. But you know that's not all a dick is good for. Here, I'll show ya." The big Mule snarled, placing his huge draft-size cock between the mayor's buttocks, making the captive horse 'NEIGH' into the gag as his eyes bulged. "Ammm so glad to see you've returned." Sadie purred reaching over to pull the old Donkey's fat prick back over to her, moving around on the bed so her husband could watch. As she licked all along Dunlup big throbbing fucker, and then she took it into her mouth suckling on it sluttishly. As across the room Cornelius let out muffled squeals, his senses filled with the musky smell and taste of the Smith's sweaty crotch. Even as that huge draft Horse sized fucker pounded against his tight tail hole, the handsome black Stallion's eyes bulging out of his head. His jaws chewing at the nasty cloth in his mouth, as Trev forced that mighty log up his clenched hole unmercifully. While across the room the short round bellied Donkey looked down at the pretty high born mare sucking his commoners cock. "Ammm your so big... and hard..." Sadie purred lustfully around the Donkey's fat fucker, her mouth going wild on his thick throbber. "I... I've never done this for a male before." She confess making Dunlup smirk, he could tell... she wasn't very good at it. "Yeah well I aint yer husband... so ya better get used to it... And I expect to take you up the rump hole as well... just like my buddy over there is didn't to your so called Stallion. Just look at him taking that big Mule dick... just like he's working in the gelding whorehouse." Across the room Cornelius's eyes had glazed over, his mouth hanging open so far those soaking wet undies almost sliding out of his mouth. Loud high pitched grunts and whimpers escaping from him, as Trev nailed that ripped opened tail hole brutally hard. "Oho my he does seem to be enjoying it." The pretty mare moaned as Dunlup pulled his fat cock out of her mouth, jacking it hard for a moment trying to decide what he wanted to do with his spunk. Deciding at last that he had plenty of cum, he could afford to waste a load. "Let's give him a real treat." Slowly the fat little Donkey walked over to the helpless Stallion, pulling the soaking wet underwear out of the Horse's mouth. Sharing a sly wink with the watching Goat, Declyn licking his lips and fondling his sleek cock as he watched the action. The old Donkey stroked his own cock as he moved up in front of the helpless mayor, pinching the helpless Horse's nostrils closed. And then set his thick flare on the Horse's tongue, stroking intensely for a moment. As the mayor moaned out loudly, as Trev pounded his hot tail hole savagely hard. The big Mule chuckling derisively, as the black Horse didn't even try to resist what was about to happen. "Swallow it!" Dunlup grunted, spurting a huge hot load straight into the mayors mouth, feeding the sleek black Stallion four hot gushes of his cum. Before shoving those his musky underwear back into the Horse's mouth, while wiping the last drops of his cum over that velvety equine nose. "My next load is going straight into that pretty mares pussy." "Yer a real gelding wanna be... Aint ya cunt?" Trev snorted out loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, driving his massive cock in and out of the high born Stallion's ass. "I'm gunna make you squeal like the mare you are." The big Mule grunted out loudly, glancing over at Declyn as the old Goat stroked himself excitedly. "Ummm... Ammm..." Cornelius moaned loudly into those soggy undies, chewing on them wildly as Trev rammed his massive fucker in and out of the Stallion's tail hole lustfully. Reaching up, the big Mule putted those nasty funky undies out of the noble Stallion's mouth. "Ahah Ahah yeah... Oh oh... yeah." The mayor whimpered with each hard thrust, his longer slender equine cock bouncing up and down weakly with each bone jarring thrust. That long fucker had been rock hard at first, but after Trev had began to fuck him. It had softened more and more, reaching down the big Mule wrapped his huge fist around that floppy semi hard organ. "What's tha matter cunt... can't keep it up?" Trev snorted derisively, rubbing and stroking that rubbery half hard Horse fucker. "You really are just like a gelding." The big Mule taunted, rubbing his callused fist up and down that floppy shaft playfully. "I love fucking cunts like you." Trev whispered huskily into the upper class Stallion ear, even as he lays over his back humping and thrusting savagely. Both of them watching as Dunlup climbed up into bed with the mayor's wife, slipping his hefty body between her long sexy leg's. As she lay back looking up at him, with those huge amber eyes that looked so excited. "Alright my sweet mare... time to get you taken care of." Dunlup chuckled, as he slid the thin straps of the spotted mares teddy off over her shoulders and exposed her rather large breasts. Even as his soft round belly pushed the hem of that silky under garment up, exposing that soft tear drop shaped equine pussy. "I'm going to fill you sooo full." He could tell that his crude words were having an effect on the highborn mare, smell it as well as the scent of her wetness drifted up to his wide nose. While the air almost reeked of his own sexual male musk, even as he felt the hot wetness of her sex against his flared cock head. The fat Donkey smirked, as his work roughened hands gripped those sexy round globes... his strong fingers pinching the Appaloosa mares thick nipples. "He told me I could impregnate you... if I wanted to... ya know." Dunlup teased lustfully as he took those hard nipples into his mouth, nibbling and suckling on them one at a time. "Oho yes do it." Sadie whispered her eyes widen in shock at his strong masculine drive, her husband was so soft and gentle. Yet this homely working fur was acting so powerful, like she was suppose to serve his lusts alone. "Fuck a mule into me." The soft attractive mare panted weakly, as the horny unwashed commoner Donkey chuckled salaciously. Flashing her helpless husband a gloating smile, at having gotten the proud Stallion's mare to ask for him to put his offspring inside of her. "Oh I'm damn sure gunna try." The doughy old Donkey replied in a mockingly snort, loving the power he was feeling in that moment over these noble born equines. He took just one more moment to gaze lustfully down at her laying there, her teddy bunched up, just barely showing her perfect breasts, and thrown askew lower down. Her creamy thighs parted around his bristly, hairy legs, her bare mound soft and wet under the fat Donkey's paunch. His thick black rut stick swelled to powerful hardness, almost aching as it jutted from his sheath, and his fat old balls feeling like heavy weights, swaying like doorknockers between his hocks. Just the thought of having his dirty, whore-stained dick in such a prime piece of Horseflesh, just the anticipation of it, would normally keep him jerking off for weeks on end. He grinned smugly at the mayor and with a happy chuckle, the horny Donkey lowered his dirty body onto the mare's soft and shampooed pelt. His strong arms slid under her back, while he let his iron hard ram nestle gently at her quivering gates... The lecherous Donkey smiling in her muzzle as he slowly pushed forward, spreading her softest flesh, and then surged in hard. Burying his thick pole into her as his heavy balls clapping against her damp taint with a loud wet sounding 'Smack'. "OHOOO!" The sexy mare screamed out loudly, as his thick cock spread her open wider that she had ever been. "Ammm damn." Sadie moaned, realizing that her husband across the room certainly knew how that felt, as the huge Mules draft Horse sized cock pounded brutally into him. "Weehehe." The sexy mare moaned out loudly, her head swimming with the horny Jackass's thick masculine scent, even as quivers of pleasure tingled within her sex. "He's really big..." The highborn mare called out cutely, as that thick cock plunged into her depths while the Donkey chuckled lasciviously. As he felt her hot juices running down his fat fuck pole, dripping off the base of it and down onto his heavy balls. "His organ really is thick.. it feels so good inside of me." She admitted, glancing over at her husband as the Mule huge fist milked out a huge gush of cum from the helpless Stallion's floppy cock. That thick potent seed poured out of Cornelius's almost limp cock, and pooled in a slimy puddle on the floor between his hooves. A single huge hand reached up grabbing a handful of the black Horses mane, lifting his head up and shaking it. "Yer wife just saw that... look at her watching you cum from having my cock fucking your cunt." Trev teased the helpless Stallion, as he dropped that floppy black cock like it was trash. "Now look her in the eyes... and tell her what it feels like to have a lowly Mule like me cum inside of you." "Uhu gods Sadie... he's a horny beast..." The handsome black Stallion moaned out pitifully, as Trev gripped his hip's with both huge hands. And slammed that massive cock up the mayors trembling tail hole, the big Mule throwing his head back gritting his teeth. His hefty nuts drawing up... what that massive flare reached its full expansion within the high born Stallion's ass. The mayors glassy eyes widening as he felt that huge fucker tensing and expanding, as a scalding hot gush of cum flooded the upper class Stallion's bowels. "Ohooo gods he's cumming... he's cumming I can feel it inside of me... Oho it feels so hot." Cornelius called out just like he'd been order to, as only a few yards away Declyn couldn't suppress his laughter. Trev flashed the old Goat a gloating grin and then motioned him to come over, the butler staggered over to them quickly. Gripping that long flowing equine mane, the big Mule shoved the helpless Horses head down. "Suck that cock you sissy gelding." Trev snorted as he rubbed the mayor's mouth against Declyn's drooling erection. "A servants dick..." Cornelius protested breathless, as the sharp musk of the Goats crotch filled his senses... even as the wet cock rubbed pre-cum over his soft nose. "What... a gelding cunt like you is too good to suck a servants cock?" Trev demanded giving a little buck, making his huge cock move within the noble Horse's wreaked tail hole. The mayor's only answer was to open his mouth, his slick tongue slipping out to lap at the pointed tip of the old Goats cock. "Ahahaaa." Declyn moaned out softly, grasping the sides of his master muzzle as he begins to hump and thrust. Even while he feels the Horse's velvety soft equine lip's wrap around his throbbing organ, and suction start a fraction of a second later. As the big Mule and the old Goat share a lustful grin over the aristocratic Horse's slowly bobbing head. While only a dozen yards away, the black Stallion's wife is being breed roughly by the braying Donkey. Trev began rolling his strong hip's again, as he watching the butler hump and thrust with growing desire. It didn't take long for the old Goat to get off, and once he had Declyn quickly tucked his cock back in and retreated. Leaving his master at the mercy of the huge Mule, who over the next hour dumped two much huge load inside the helpless Stallion. While just a dozen yards away Dunlup was cumming in the Horses sexy wife, once Trev was finish getting off... his mind turned to other things. Like what the mayor had said about him being sterile, moving around in from of the panting noble. The big Mule forced him to lick that massive draft Horse size cock clean, something the proud Stallion resisted at first. But just like with the anal, once he began to do it his mouth quickly grew fawning and eager. So eager in fact that once the mayor was done, Trev turned around forced him to lick that soft round tail hole. Gripped the Horses long black mane, and rubbing that smooth doughnut all over the Stallions big soft nose. * "Thank you Declyn." The mayor grunted, as the old Goat butler unstrapped the big Horse from the restraints rack... Cornelius was panting hard as he stood up. His sleek black fur was covered in foamy equine sweat, Dunlup could also see tiny crimson drops in the fur on the Horses ass and upper legs. Trev had certainly whipped the high born Equine hard, not that the mayor was complaining. The Smith noted tiny flecks of green on the handsome black Stallions nose and lip's, from where Trev had made him kiss and lick the Mules tail hole. Dunlup was surprised that the high born Stud wasn't complaining about that, he certainly hadn't appeared to enjoy it. Of course when Trev had made Cornelius lick his cock clean, after having fucked the well born Stallions ass hard. The mayor had appeared to really get into it, so much so that he'd popped another erection as he'd done it. Even now that long Horse cock was jutting out stiffly, as he stood there panting for breath. The mayors pretty mare had already left the room, going to take her bath now that the old Donkey had finished with her. Likewise the Mule had left shortly after the Donkey had finished with the mare, and strolled over to make Cornelius lick his fat cock and hefty balls clean. Dunlup had gotten the feeling, Trev had been afraid the mayor was going to have him punished. But the big Horse seemed to be pretending that nothing had happened, it was like he wanted everyone to think that he had been in control the whole time. And so it was just Dunlup, the mayor and his butler, the big black Horse looked at the Donkey curiously. "Is there something more I can do for you Smith?" Dunlup suppressed a grin, it was very amused to hear that question from a male who had just let himself be cuckolded. And then had rather eagerly licked the cock and balls of the male who had done it, with all the lustful passion of a lover. "Actually it's about that matter we talked about a few days ago..." The Donkey said vaguely as the Horse took the hint and dismissed Declyn, who flashed Dunlup a grin and mouthed a silent 'Thank you' as he strolled by. Waiting until the butler had left, the old Donkey dug the paper out of his clothing. "Here's that evidence of Brodar's crime... that you were wanting to see." Cornelius took the paper, unfolding it he read over the note quickly... his eyes widening in horror. "Good Gods... is... is this real?" The mayor choked as he looked at the crest printed on the stationary, it certainly looked very real. "It's in his own hand... on his family stationary. And I'll swear to it that his oldest Daughter hand delivered the letter to me at my shop, when I was gelding some of his sons. I'd say that's pretty air tight wouldn't you? Your honor." "What about the filly? Will she back you up on that?" Cornelius asked, wringing his hands like a worried old maid taking about the chances of bad weather. And then shook his head as if being bothered by an annoying fly, rereading the letter Dunlup had placed in his hands. "Not that it matters much... no Stallion would take her serious anyway. If only it had been one of his sons, even if it was the ones he had gelded." The old Donkey rolled his eyes, once again he'd underestimated the high born Horses stuck up patriarchal bias. "Well... well no help for it... I'll just have to round up some samples of his handwriting. I believe I've got a number of complaint letters he's sent to my office, he really hasn't been very happy with the job I've been doing as mayor." Cornelius confessed, his pointed equine ears laying back flat on his head with anger and annoyance. "I'll gather them up and take it all in to the constable first thing in the morning." The sleek black Stallion snorted as he lay the letter down on his desk, and then looked back at the Donkey. "But right now could you help me out with this." He gestured down to his long equine erection, Dunlup smirked as he looked the Horse up and down. "That's not part of our deal... but I do offer certain services for the right price." The fat old Donkey snorted, reaching out to teasingly rub his finger tip's up and down the length of that pulsing fucker. "Wha... wha... what services are we talking about?" The mayor stammered lustfully, as those warm finger tip's teased his rock hard erection. Until a steady stream of clear shiny equine pre-cum was dripping and drooling from his cock flare... and splattering onto the polished hard wood floor. "Hand job for twenty silver..." The old Donkey watching the mayors head bobbing as he spoke, plainly the handsome upper class Stallion was considering. "And I'll fuck yer tail hole until ya cum for twenty five gold." Cornelius flinched at the mention of tail hole riding, and one of his hands reached back quickly to gently fondle his aching anus. "I don't suck dick." "No fucking..." The mayor blurted quickly, and then looked at the grinning Donkey sheepishly for a second. "That Mule friend of yours is certainly... large." That observation making the wicked Jack chortle lewdly, even as the mayors long fucker surged at the mention of Trev. "That he is... his mother was a draft Horse." Dunlup explained bemusedly, spotting a long white string of Trev's cum running all the way down Cornelius's right leg to his flinty hoof. "So are you wanting my help, or are you just going to take care of things yourself?" "What... tug? I've not tugged since I was a very small colt." The coal black Stallion snorted, the old Donkey doubted that very much. But if the upper class Stud wanted to give him money, for doing something he could do himself easily... Dunlup wasn't going to say no. Cornelius walked over and opened a desk draw, taking out a small money bag and counting out twenty silver lordies'. "Alright... since there's already a considerable puddle under the restraint rack, why don't you lean over it while I stroke you off." Dunlup grunted, not waiting for the big black Horse to agreed... but just walking over and standing there waiting. The mayor staggered back over to the rack and leaned over it, as the old Donkey moved up behind him and reached around his sweaty body. "Don't worry my much to worn out from rutting your pretty wife... to even think about pounding your gaping tail hole." |
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