Friday, May 25, 2012

"Pony Up (An Anime Girl Story)" written by Max

"Pony Up (An Anime Girl Story)" written by Max


Free Erotica Series featuring Anime Girl

Theta has been training hard to be his pony girl. With her piercings tied down and her bottom the target of his lust, her master's massive equine dildo will test her limits and enforce her submission.


Anime Girl has always loved her comics and play acting both the heroine and the villain. In her heart, she wants a hero who will always tell her what to do, how to do it, and leave her quivering in a wet spot.


One of three delightfully depraved stories in Very Dirty Stories #66, "Pony Up (An Anime Girl Story)" proves how Blue's fetish fantasies and Tom's DIY know-how lead to an intense pony girl scene. His massive equine dildo strap-on provokes hot lust and submission.


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"Pony Up (An Anime Girl Story)"

Theta has been training hard to be his pony girl. With her piercings tied down and her bottom the target of his lust, her master’s massive equine dildo will test her limits and enforce her submission. [Includes: MF, D/s, Pony Play, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Vaginal Sex, Dildo Play & Wearing, Implied Equine & Canine, Piercing, Bondage & Restraints, Double Penetration, Breeding Play, Implied Stretching, Implied Fisting, Implied Female Masturbation]

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"Pony Up (An Anime Girl Story)" written by Max

Theta entered with her collar already on and her harness in her arms. She wore nothing else. She was stripped naked - her pale skin glowing in the candlelight from sconces set around the room. She found Tom, standing by a leather bench with arm extensions and kneeling rests, and stood at attention.


Silently he nodded, smiling softly as he took Theta's smooth leather harness from her. She had done an excellent job rubbing it down with saddle soap and keeping it supple and soft. "For the duration of this scene, you are a pony girl. You may neigh for no or stomp your hooves for yes. Do you understand?"


Theta looked at him, the soft hair on his bare chest and muscular lines of his shoulders and biceps making her even more wet, and then stomped her right foot twice on the floor to show her acceptance of his conditions.


Tom nodded, winked, and gestured toward the padded leather bench. "Please pony up," he said while enjoying his terrible pun.


Doing her best imitation of a knicker, Theta carefully walked up to the kneeling end of the bench. She could see how it looked almost like a picnic table, the elevated and padded center plank flanked on either side lengthwise by narrower padded planks about a foot lower. She got up carefully, minding her balance as she knelt on the smooth leather, and then shuffled forward until she felt Tom's hand on her shoulder.


He guided her head down, lowering Theta so her bare breasts and pelvis were against the center plank, before adjusting her slightly so she was aligned with the long bench. The center piece had a slightly oval curve, so her thighs were held a little bit less than shoulder width apart as Theta straddled it on her knees. His strong fingers stroked over her pale skin, carefully stroking her muscles and helping her relax, and he tested her comfort with a quick study of her shoulders and hips. Comfortable with the way her body fit to the bench, he took her elbows one by one and guided them into U-shaped padded channels that led to cuffs for her wrists.


The bench was truly a work of beauty. The cuffs moved easily, sliding without a snag to where Tom needed them, and pushing in the steel lever under the arm channel locked them into place. The cuffs themselves were leather circlets - inside and out - with an air bladder between them. With her arms and wrists in place, Tom simply pumped a bulb on either side until he felt confident that Theta was sufficiently restrained. No need to worry about straps that were too small or that wrapped around themselves and thus didn't hold well. The simplicity allowed for dealing quickly with emergencies as well - to release the cuffs, he just had to release the air bladder valve. Well thought out engineering like this was rare in dungeon spaces.


Tom had to stop admiring the ease of securing Theta and focus on the scene and her care. Now that she was cuffed against the unheated leather, he knew her body would cool down fast. Luckily, he had a solution. Tom took out a large heating pad - the sort usually used for people with back pain - and spread it out from the top of Theta's buttocks all the way to her shoulders. He referred to it as a 'saddle blanket' while he made certain it covered her bare body, talking to Theta about his preparations for his lovely pony and encouraging the fantasy in her mind. With the heating pad in place, he took her leather harness and fit it in place.


Theta had certain modifications already, and the customized harness took advantage of those. Tom had crafted it himself, right down to the custom metal stamp that he used to put his mark into the leather, and it was one of three which he used with Theta. This one fit over her shoulders, with a strap that went down and around the arm to prevent it from riding up to her neck. The front part was held in place by black elastic that came under Theta's breast from the left to the right, and then buckled into place. A broad leather waist belt went just above her hips, cradling her smooth abdomen and cinching in the back to keep the midsection from twisting away as she shuddered with pleasure.


With this specific harness, Tom had designed two special elements. One was an adjoining thigh strap that he didn't intend to use tonight. The other would be an intrinsic part of the scene.


He tested the buckles and fit of the harness and confirmed that the heating pad was set on medium and warming up. Theta was wiggling a bit to get adjusted and acclimated - or possibly just enjoying the smooth leather stroking against her skin. When Tom felt confident that she was ready, he cleared his throat and said, "I have a surprise for you tonight." He let the words sink in, and then Theta tapped her foot in his direction. The equivalent of "Yes, Master." He smiled. "Tonight we'll begin your breeding training."


The enthusiasm in Tom's voice was lost on Theta as her mind reeled in a mini-terror. She'd wondered why Tom was taking them to a dungeon. She'd wondered why he had been measuring her progress. She'd wondered why so many things... and now she was here. This was her fantasy, a mixture of his lust and her perversity, but Theta was suddenly trapped in the moment. She almost broke character and cried out, but then she remembered the rules and stayed mute as she struggled in her bonds and harness.


Tom's hand was gentle on her shoulder while he soothingly caressed her. "You're a very silly pony, aren't you?" he asked in a soft murmur. "Look around you - there is no straw on the floor, there were no stables nearby, you don't smell a live stud nor could one fit down the hallway, right?" Theta still struggled with her irrational fears, but her mind was catching up. "I wanted a special setting for you to lose your anal virginity to a wonderful horse cock toy. Something we've been talking about and you've been imagining for so long. That's all."


In those dulcet tones, Tom could have charmed a rattlesnake. Theta found herself relaxing despite her heart racing, and she slowly understood. She wanted to ask a question, wanted to know something more, but she didn't want to speak. She tried raising her hand, then both hands, and shook them around when Theta realized that the cuffs only let her point at things.


"Yes, Theta," Tom said quietly. "Tell me what you want."


There was a logjam in her brain so the topmost thoughts exploded from her mouth before Theta had really formed her questions. "Does it cum?" she asked and then bit her tongue. That was not what she meant to ask, though it did seem important.


"I'm assured the leather is easy to wipe down and the floor is bare to make it easier to move things around and clean up any fluids," Tom replied with a grin. "So, yes. Tonight you will get as close to the real thing as I can arrange right now including hot ejaculate filling you."


Theta was going to ask more, but, realizing her big mouth could get her in trouble, she just moved her feet to acknowledge what Tom told her. The other questions crowding her head would soon be answered anyway.


Tom continued to stroke Theta's arm and shoulder, reflecting on anything else that he thought that she needed to know. He decided there were only two things that were important. "If you get in trouble, if this is too much, I want you to shout out 'Big Dipper.' Pony training is hard and your first time will feel very intense. We can try as many times as you like and even come back another time until you feel comfortable." He patted Theta's arm and waited for her feet to move. Once they did, he added, "And since I need you to practice staying very still, I'll be anchoring your labia rings to the bench."


She wanted to shake her head and neigh at that, but Theta knew it was what her piercings were for. She had pleaded and begged for all three pair of piercings that went through both her outer and inner labia on each side. When it was done, Theta suffered the lingering aches and pains while they healed and were gauged up until she could wear quarter inch thick steel, barbells with horseshoes hanging from them, between her thighs and pulling down on her pussy opening all day long.


Her master and owner's only resistance was the long healing time and the fact that her sex would be unavailable for his use and her toy training. She had understood what he needed in order to support her lust for thick piercings. Theta agreed to his desires explicitly and in writing because Tom wanted to make sure that she had a firm grasp of her commitments and the situation.


Quietly testing her body and ability to relax, Theta prepared herself for something that she'd been training for with plugs and ever thickening dildos. Tom's voice came floating to her while she willed her breathing to slow, her pulse rate to drift into a regular murmur, and thought back to all the times that she had practiced her sex rituals by herself. The candlelight and warmth of her familiar saddle blanket helped. Even when Tom's returned was accompanied by the dull clanking of metal in his hands, Theta could feel herself sinking into subspace as her thoughts replayed the confidence and warm pleasure of her normal training routine.


The first carabineer was always a surprise, and Theta twitched involuntarily as he snapped it onto her piercing. Tom was used to the initial jumpiness and kept a steady hand on Theta's buttocks as he clipped on all six 'bineers. One carabineer per labia piercing stirrup - three to a side - the lightweight aluminum barely moving the heavy steel that continuously tugged Theta's labia outward from her pelvis. Then he used lightweight parachute cord to run the left carabineers out to the left side of the bench, taking advantage of an eye hook on the inside edge of the kneeling plank, and carefully tied them in place. He did the same with the right side, and, using a slipknot, Tom slowly adjusted the ropes so Theta's labia were stretched wide apart and down.


Two short segments of parachute cord were all that he needed to fix the slipknots in place, and his fingers tested the tension once Theta's sex was firmly held in place. What she could not see was how the combination of her large piercings and the spreading of her labia opened her pussy wide. The visual transformation suited Tom - and he appreciated her willingness to develop a cunt specifically made obscene for his arousal and her perversion. He watched as Theta tested her range of motion, moving a little forward and to either side, and rested his fingers on her hip to restrain her from over-stretching her piercings. She could feel what Tom could see: her cunt was spread open, flanked by long labia, the skin of her pelvis pulled taut to the sides of her piercings, each piercing sporting a steel horseshoe big enough to be mistaken with for heavy duty D ring from a hardware store, and tied to the bench. Placed on display like that, it was obvious that Tom's intent was to create a completely gaping cunt as a visual assertion emphasizing how Theta served an important purpose as his fuck toy and slut. Her wiggling was an equally obvious passive attempt to show him how much she enjoyed having a pussy that aroused him, though she did like to push her limits to see how he would react.


Their mutual design didn't stop with just the piercings and openness of her sex. With her labia pulled down and out, Theta's anus was completely exposed. Theta's buttocks had once been naturally rounded as they met the backs of her thighs. On the bench, the cleft between her buttocks broadened to follow her spread thighs, and the inner curve of each cheek flowed outward. Her tender pucker was left exposed. The tight parachute cord pulling her labia piercings down and out distorted the soft circle of her rosebud, and the results were very apparent. Her perineum - that narrow band of skin between her cunt and ass - was stretched to the sides and pulled toward the leather bench. That left her asshole open, curved at the top but pulled flat across the bottom, resembling an arched doorway to a dark tunnel.


Tom had led her down this path, sometimes with her eagerness pulling them forward and other times with his repetitive training forcing her through the motions, to achieve these results. When Theta had accepted his mark, one he refreshed every day they were together by inking it onto her pale skin, she gave him her cunt and ass to use as he wanted. What Tom wanted was nothing ordinary and that was a great deal of the perverse attraction Theta felt for him. In exchange for indulging in her piercings and need for bondage, her ass was prepared and trained for breeding to well-hung stallions. They played out the fantasy, murmuring cues and dangerously devious plotting, as Tom thrust into her. Theta moaned each time he orgasmed in her spread pussy without protection, knowing that she had been told she would never get pregnant but also knowing that if it happened then Tom would keep her bred yearly to produce foals. She understood the consequences, ached over the delicious torment of the sexual desires that those inspired, and Theta knew that with her enormous cunt used to delivering babies, her breasts kept swollen and milked, then she would truly be his brood mare. It was a tortured fantasy that made her increasingly well-used pussy wetten every time Theta thought about it.


His hand slipped off Theta's ass, and Tom fetched the special component for Theta's harness. It was a simple sling, fashioned a bit more elegantly, that clipped onto the back of her waist belt at two points and then had side runners Tom adjusted for length and connected to another pair of bench eyebolts. He fixed the harness support in place with a few tugs and then set a curved half pipe with a rubber flange on the end into the sling's cradle. The heavy PVC pipe was necessary because the horse dildo was long and flexible. Tom didn't want the shaft falling to the sides or curving away as he exerted pressure on the end. He'd also need the additional control once the embedded hose was turned on. For him, this would serve as a good equipment test to see if the sling would work with the half pipe or if he needed something anchored to Theta's legs to keep her in place and aligned with the heavy equine phallus.


Making sure the rubber flange sat just below Theta's stretched perineum, Tom spoke slowly and calmly for his pony girl's benefit. "When we start tonight, I'm going to work the horse cock head into your ass slowly and then pause. I'm doing this because it is your first time, and I want to make sure you can enjoy it and can adjust at your own pace. After this first time, we will train for a real stud - just like we've done with your plugs. And a real stud, once he finds his mark, steps forward and drives his cock as far as he can without hesitating. Do you understand, Theta?" The words were necessary to cue her fantasies and distract her from the strange sensations that might cause her to grow flighty and afraid.


She moved her feet cautiously. Theta wasn't sure if Tom should do anything different from her usual training, but he always had his reasons. The heavy rubber bumping against her warm skin was new, and she wasn't sure how to correlate the sensations with her fantasy.


"Ok. Now I want to hear you reciting your responsibilities while I prepare your ass and bring out your first artificial horse cock. You can speak it plainly like you've been trained."


He didn't wait for the litany to begin. Tom had drilled Theta for long enough that they both knew the words by heart with minor acceptable variations depending on how tired they were. Instead, he stepped over and pumped the pressurized can for the ejaculate, making sure the temperature was warm to the touch but not hot on his skin, and then wet wiped his hands before going to his equipment duffel and slowly removing the enormous facsimile of an erect equine cock.


Her murmuring chant set a familiar rhythm while Tom unwrapped several towels and set the eighteen inch long horse cock on them. He had modified the sex toy for his purposes, stiffening the dildo by inserting a threaded rigid tube down the center of the floppy silicon. It had taken two days of slow progress to make sure the tube went in perfectly straight and didn't deform the long shaft. Tom had used a hollow tube for better control screwing it in, and then he realized that he had created the perfect conduit for a rubber hose. There had been a flurry of activity over the last few weeks while Tom tested different ways to store thick cum-like lubricants and keep them warm, and then he'd sorted out how to hook them up via hose to the equine dildo and provide enough force to actually blast the fake ejaculate out rather than just dribble it from the tip.


Now his work was done. Tom wiped down the head and shaft with wet wipes to make sure it was clean and then moved everything systematically closer to the bench. He had to power down the heater, but, from experience, the faux cum wouldn't cool for a good twenty minutes. With practiced ease, Tom put on his own custom strap-on harness, with straps and buckles to hold the last six inches of the equine cock's shaft in place. It took him another few minutes to mount the dildo, careful of the rubber tubing that ran to the pressurized reservoir, and finally he had everything as he wanted it.


Standing behind Theta with an eighteen inch long horse cock protruding from his pelvis, Tom softly called out to her in the rhythm of her litany.


"You are my what?" he asked softly.


She replied "I am your fuck toy."


"Tell me more," he continued.


"I am your fuck slut." The confidence of her rightness carried in her voice.


"And you are here because?"


"I am your brood mare." There was a slight pause, a hesitation that came from realizing she had been saying this one sentence for quite some time without realizing what it really meant.


"You are my brood mare," Tom said firmly while emphasizing the word 'are.' "Tell me the rest."


"I am your fisting slut. I am your bitch cunt. I am your gaping ass. I am your wet mouth. I am your eager property." There was a slow pause as the last words came from her mouth.


Tom understood at once and smiled. "You have more that you have added, Theta?" he asked with tones of encouragement. "Tell them to me." Her rutual had expanded as Theta explored her fantasies. The things she said to herself while masturbating for him almost made Tom's heart beat as fast as hers.


Theta let her cheek rest on the soft leather. It was warm from her flushed skin, and she breathed in the scent of the leather and wood before speaking. "I am your plugged whore. I am your pierced slave. I am your stretched bitch. I am your profane temple..." Her voice wandered off as she waited for her master to approve.


"And what will we do at the altar of my temple?" Tom asked once it was clear that Theta had finished.


Remembering her training, Theta moved into the receiving position. Her pelvis tipped a bit to better express her cunt and ass, her backbone straight and forehead down to minimize strain to her neck. Her thighs apart and relaxed, and her hands and arms in place. Then she responded, "You will fuck my ass with your big horse cock dildo to begin my brood mare training. And sir..." she added cautiously.


"Yes, Theta, my wonderful stretched bitch," he replied intentionally trying out one of her new titles.


"Don't pause. This pony acknowledges that when she is bred to a real horse, the stud will fuck her hard and deep immediately. This pony is a work horse and does not expect delicate treatment. She should be bred intentionally and deliberately to prepare her for the real thing."


"And then?"


Theta swallowed. She hadn't expected that question, and she cursed herself for saying so much. Her master was smart with words and often reminded her of that when she said too much. "And then I will be bred."


"I know that scares you a little, Theta," Tom said gently as he stepped behind her spread buttocks. "So I promise you this: I won't require you to be bred to a real stud until you voluntarily push a big horse cock toy completely into your ass. I have one toy in mind, it's eight inches long with a four inch wide head, and a three inch thick shaft that increases a little bit toward the base."


"So big," Theta said in a shaky scared voice. "So very very big."


"This one is only three inches across the head and two and a half inches along the shaft. Your biggest plug is just over three inches wide at the base, isn't it? This should go in easily once it's started." Tom's reassurance left out the eighteen inch length and the stiffness of the reinforced shaft.


Theta leaned into the leather while her belly fluttered in anticipation. "I am your fuck slut. I fuck whatever my Master asks of me." She was subdued and the fear lingering in her voice was balanced with acceptance of her role and how that turned her on. "My ass has been properly lubed all day, Sir. Please breed my ass with your stallion cock. I promise to work on fucking whatever you want me to so I can be a good brood mare." She was quiet after sharing and did her best to hold herself in position despite the nervousness that made her legs twitch.


Stepping forward with the equine dildo leaning into the PVC cradle, Tom rested the broad flat cock head against Theta's stretched sphincter. He had added a little lube to the glans and took a moment to add some more to the shaft. Horse cocks are different than human cocks - the head is more flat with a wide opening in the center, like the firing end of a canon, and then there is a natural reverse taper behind it that flows into a slightly narrower shaft. He wedged that untapered three inch wide cock head against Theta's ass now that he felt the dildo was sufficiently lubed. His fingers stroked her pale skin as he lightly swatted her butt to let her know that he was ready.


"Yes, Sir," she said instantly. Theta understood what her Master wanted. Her anxiety vanished with the sense of purpose that her master gave her. She pushed back onto the cock head with her bottom, and squeezed out with her ass muscles like she was using the bathroom. These actions were the final preparations of her receiving position.


"You are going to be a wonderful brood mare, Theta. Tell me how it feels. I want to hear all about your first time being practice bred." He stepped forward again, watching the long cock shaft bow a bit from the pressure, and then began rocking the silicon head against Theta's rosebud. "Looks like we will also need to spend more time stretching your gaping ass. In the future, I want something this small to go right in." He was deliberately taunting her while enjoying the visible signs of her bottom spreading and trying to invite the broad glans in.


Theta moaned from both the feeling of the broad head pushing on her opening and the thought of force fucking her ass to make it more gaping open for her master. "It's very big, Sir." Her words were soft and breathless, and she had to fill her lungs before saying more. "I can feel it covering my whole opening... and touching the insides of by butt... and all the way to my tailbone."


Tom took the information and stood on his toes while he adjusted the harness. The long dildo was aimed up too high and the angle of approach was a problem. He kept the forward pressure on and used his hand to guide the shaft downward once Tom felt he had everything aligned.


"Oh yes... yes, Sir... that's better now..." Theta sighed as she felt her ass starting to cave inward. "I think it's in the right spot... still so big... but you can drive it in... push it into my stretched ass and breed me..." She felt wetness on her inner thighs and moaned. "Oh... oh, Master... my bitch cunt is dripping, Sir... It's jealous... My wrecked cunt wants its own horse cock... but it can't have one... You breed my cunt, Master... You cum in my bitch cunt and then fist my slutty openings... You want my gaping ass for breeding to horses... My ass filled with horse cum and then plugged for hours... I'm already your brood mare... All those times filling my ass with hot water and pretending I was a pony girl... riding bigger and bigger plugs... You're right, Sir. I need a bigger plug... My ass needs to be wrecked so you can fuck me with anything you want... I'm your fuck toy... your fisting slut... and I need to work more to have a gaping ass to serve you... your plugged whore..."


Tom could see the pliable head of the dildo flexing as silicon ringing the center of the glans was distorted and became more streamlined. He was using measured pressure so he didn't damage the internal tubing within the long shaft. Quietly he asked, "Are you ready?"


Theta took a breath and replied, "Yes, Sir."


With no further hesitation, Tom stepped forward and punched the horse cock head into Theta's rectum. The silicon twisted and crushed for a moment, penetrated her sphincter, and then he slowly stepped forward to drive a good six inches of cock shaft in behind it without allowing for the broad head to expand in the hollow beyond Theta's narrow pucker.


Her scream echoed in the dungeon room, and she sobbed and shook with dry heaves as her belly did flipflops. Tom kept fucking Theta though. He placed a consoling hand on her hip to make it clear that he was with her even as he did what needed to be done. When Tom hit the seven inch mark - a thin white line marked with seven on the dildo's shaft nudging against her tailbone - Tom backed out a bit. Then he pushed the horse cock in again, using slow deliberate strokes one after another to fuck Theta's ass.


It took Theta some time to get past the initial shock. The head had been so big, and it had torn her ass open to get in. The initial clenching and spasming had made it worse because the flexible silicon allowed her to squeeze down on it, but Tom just plunged deeper into her bottom anyway. Palms sweaty and breasts aching from how hard she pressed against the leather bench, Theta's whole body moved with his thrusts and she could barely breathe. It wasn't just because of the immediate overwhelming sensations though. As she took stock, gathered her wits, Theta understood that this was the feeling of having her ass bred to a stud. The familiar aches and pains and burning Theta associated with her big plugs was combined with deep thrusts and the soaking wetness of her pussy. Suddenly being his brood mare was tangible, and her pierced labia kept her sex spread open while Theta embraced her achievement. She was proud that she got her breathing under control so quickly and did as she had been trained. "It tore my ass, and there is some burning, Sir." Tom had repeatedly coached Theta on telling him about any medical or pain issues. She couldn't hide the hint of relief and joy from her words.


Tom added some lube when he backed out the shaft and watched the thick fluid coat Theta's stretched anus as he thrust into her bottom again. "It should get a little better. You're doing very well. I can fuck a full seven to eight inches of horse cock into your slutty ass. You're going to make a lovely brood mare." He was impressed and pleased.


With pride in her voice, Theta sang out, "I am your brood mare." She paused, letting her thoughts get organized before she continued, then she added, "You're breeding me right now. With a big horse cock. Mmmhmmm... It feels good and deep, too." Her shakiness was fading as she felt warmth spreading throughout her abdomen.


He was glad they were past the breaking in part. "Theta, pony girl, I need you to practice your prayers so we can work you up to orgasming with your big horse stud in your ass. He won't cum until you do." Manhandling the massive shaft was hard work, and Tom was forced to get up on his tiptoes to make sure the deepest lunge of his thrusts with the strap-on didn't bruise her spine.


"Oh, Sir. He can cum! I want that so much..." Theta's voice trailed off while she refocused. The she started with her usual litany, but added the new additions for her Master to hear again. "I am your fuck toy, Sir. I am your fuck slut. I am your brood mare. I am your fisting slut. I am your bitch cunt. I am your gaping ass. I am your wet mouth. I am your eager property. I am your plugged whore. I am your pierced slave. I am your stretched bitch. I am your profane temple."" She shuddered and paused, feeling the effect of saying words like 'bitch,' 'slut,' 'cunt,' 'slave,' and 'ass.' A steady trickle of sex juices was running down her inner thigh, and Theta could feel how gaping open her cunt was as the large equine dildo slowly pumped in and out of her ass.


He ran his fingers over her pale cheeks, testing going a little deeper and then backing out as he encountered firm resistance. The supporting PVC pipe was working, the long horse cock dildo was consistently making it to the seven inch mark, and the flexing of the silicon shaft was minimal. The rest was more mental than physical for his lovely submissive slut. "You are a wonderful brood mare," he praised her kindly. "I can see how well you've practiced being my fuck toy and fuck slut."


With her opening litany complete, Theta worked on her prayers while blushing from her master's appreciation. This was a new addition to their training regimen, so it was more ad hoc and less rigidly defined. She had to breathe in, focus, and exhale the words. "Please, Master, make me your fuck toy. Show me what to fuck, and force it into my cunt or my ass as it pleases you. Please, Master, make me your brood mare... no wait... Please, Master, make me your fuck slut... your easy slut. Tell me what to fuck and when. Keep me fucked as often as possible with bigger and bigger things so I'm open all the time. Please, Master, make me your brood mare. Oh, Sir, I understand now... Please train my cunt to receive your cum and my ass to be bred to whatever cock you demand." The confessions spilled out, the words tumbling from her lips while her belly shook from thrusting back against the long cock embedded in her ass. "I'm so sorry that I'm just a pony girl in training, Sir. I know you deserve someone who can handle a horse cock, a full-sized real horse cock, and I promise to do whatever I can. I'll be a better pony girl - a better fuck slut. Just let me know where I can get horse cock toys, and I'll fuck them all the time." She paused while she thought about that, her breasts grinding into the soft padded leather, and her body shivered with pleasure.


Tom was always pleasantly surprised by the tangents and distractions Theta could come up with. Bringing her back to what mattered, he asked, "Are you prepared for your ass to be pounded by this horse cock, my lovely brood mare?"


Her whole body nodded yes, so Tom pulled all the way back, stepping away and let the horse cock come out. "We'll try this again. What do you say?"


"Thank you, Sir. Thank you for horse fucking my ass. Please forgive my ass for being so tight and help me make it, ummm, better gaping for horse cocks."


"That was very good, Theta." He added some lube to the long dildo and then ordered her, "Tell me about things that make you cum, Theta."


With the big cock head once again flat against her bruised sphincter, Theta responded quickly. She knew Tom's intentions. He would honestly force fuck her ass now. Theta had let him down by not being stretched enough, even after he emphasized all week that she needed to spend extra time on her anal plugs, and now she deserved however it felt. "Fuck my ass, Sir," she said. "Fuck my ass like a real stud... I should have been more prepared... I should have trained harder... If you need to then get my bit out and I will wear it. Or my ball gag if you have it. Or just stuff my panties in my mouth. I know you don't like it when I scream or cry. Please just fuck my ass... as hard as you can... and don't let me stop you. I need to be bred, over and over again, so I can learn how to serve you."


Tom took advantage of Theta's pause for breath to ask her, "And if I have a dog waiting for you?"


She shuddered. "If my cunt is for you... and my ass is for horses... a dog... Oh no, sir... I don't know if I could... in my mouth..."


"You will lay underneath him and let him fuck your mouth and throat... his soft fur and testicles on your cheek until he begins to knot... and then you will swallow every bit of his jism... Do you understand?" He tested the limits of her fantasies while distracting Theta from the likely intensity of the horse cock glans forcibly spreading her bottom open.


Moaning she replied, "Yes, Sir... any animal you want, Sir. However you want, Sir... A brood mare is bred however her owner pleases. If you want then please keep the dog all weekend so I get lots of practice. We can get a dog collar and leash for me, and you can take me on walks..."


"Or I could horse fuck you and train your ass to be a gaping hole for stallions... Which do you prefer?"


Understanding it was a trick question to test her pride, Theta responded the way that she knew that she should. "I am your property. I will fuck whatever, however, and whenever you tell me. If we can find a stray on the way home tonight then pull over and I will fuck him right then. If you want to go to the stables after this then I will clean a stud with my mouth and use my hands to get him aroused, and then you can have me tied to bales of hay so I'm the right height for his big cock to fuck me as deep as I can take."


Tom smiled. Theta had come a long way to get to this point. "I'm going to horse fuck your ass now, and you are going to tell me the things that make you cum until you orgasm. Start with 'fucking whatever my Master tells me.'" Then he stepped forward and drove the slick head of the dildo into Theta's ass, sinking it as deep as he had gotten to before, and pulled it out until only the bulging head was left inside her ass.


As he expected, Theta's body was more relaxed and less shocked this time. The desensitizing lube had fully soaked into her sphincter and rectum, and he could freely fuck her ass like it was a second cunt. Mentally, she was still distracted by his mention of dogs and other ways to be a brood mare, so she wasn't focused on her body's natural soreness. With each stroke he encouraged her to go on, his words subdued but present as Theta started out.


"I cum when my ass is being fucked by a big horse cock..." she said slowly. Then she found her natural rhythm, adjusted to the pistoning strokes into her bottom, and continued with occasional breaks for deep breaths. "I cum when my Master fucks my slut cunt, feeling my big piercings and stretched out opening against him while his big cock is fucking my cunt walls. I cum when I feel his hand, wrapped around his big dick, beginning to fist my cunt so easily... my stretched out whore cunt... wrecked and ruined... pulled so open... his big cock fucking me any time he wants... ordering me to plug my ass so I can feel him and the plug both fucking me... My ass stretching and stretching... bigger and bigger plugs that I must wear whenever I leave the house... my slave anklet and my plugged whore ass reminding me he owns me completely... I can feel the horse cock folding and filling my ass... fucking me so I can be ready for the real thing some day... Oh... only eight inches long... if I took that whole thing then I'd have to fuck horses... My brood mare cunt would already have to... should already be bred... because I fuck things nine or ten inches deep during my training time..."


Tom listened to the babbling sound of her voice as he drove nine inches of the horse cock in and out of her ass. He could feel the shaft bending, pushed harder, and was rewarded as he hit the ten inch mark on the shaft. A hollow deep within her rectum had opened up and was allowing him to stuff her bottom with much more of the thick shaft than he expected. "Good, pony girl," he said softly. "Ten inches of this small horse cock. Can you cum with ten inches of horse cock in your ass?"


The fervor of her voice increased. "Yes, Master. Push your horse cock up my ass and then pound it into me. Can you fuck my slut cunt at the same time? Please... I'm so wet and open, stretched so much..." Then she felt the strange sensation of the inner pipe slightly buckling and the silicon cock twitched as it sprang back into shape. "Oh yes. Master. I can feel the stud getting close to coming. He's twisting and twitching in my ass. Please. I'm a good pony girl. I'm fucking my first horse cock. Just like... a good pony girl."


"You have to cum for him to cum, Theta," Tom reminded her gently. He had both his hands on her buttocks now to keep her from moving too much and accidentally yanking her piercings out.


Her voice flowed in sudden rushes and rapids while the endorphins started to take over and her ass became more and more accustomed to the long thick horse cock. Her brain was prone to take sudden leaps at times like this, and Theta would soon be so over-sensitized that she wouldn't be able to stand being touched. "I'll practice when I get home... just like you want... I'll put in my biggest plug and clip on the heaviest weights I have... and then I'll dog sit... I'll spend all night practicing licking and sucking and then... then I'll use my shower nozzle and fill my ass with horse cum... and plug it in... just like a good brood mare... and you can fuck me like that... my ass plugged and full of water... Keep me like a dog on my hands and knees... and you can put my sandwiches in a bowl and lead me around on a leash... I'll be your sex puppy..." Her voice trailed off into mumbles for a moment and then Theta checked in with Tom. "How much is my ass taking? Is it enough?" She sounded worried. Frightened that she might not be doing well enough for her master.


His voice shared his approval while he gave Theta facts. "Just under ten inches, any more and you might hurt his cock." The harness was bumping into the PVC pipe, and Tom couldn't go any deeper without figuring out how to work around the supporting harness.


"Because I'm too tight... We have to stretch me more, Master. You have to gag me and force your hands into my ass and pull me apart and-"


Tom could hear the strain of insecurity in her voice - tipping Theta away from her pleasure and into desperation. "Hush, Theta. Ten inches is very good. A real horse cock could go deeper but this one has a delicate core. Do I need to tell you a story to help you cum?" He wanted to ease her mind and let her enjoy this as much as possible.


She mulled that over. "Please, sir." Theta spoke in a subdued voice. She didn't know why she wasn't orgasming. Perhaps it was being in the strange room at the dungeon. Unfamiliar places made her nervous.


"When we get home this week, I will leave you with two new plugs. I want you to put away your old plugs, in the box you keep in your closet, and take out the new ones. I want one by your computer desk and one by your bed. That way you don't forget them." He was surprised at how well the lube was lasting, but Tom added some more just in case. "You need to stretch your ass enough that this cock and any three inch wide cylinder can go in without resistance. Your gaping ass needs to be kept stretched for eight hours a day. You can decide to do that in small segments, or in two long four hour periods. Until you have succeeded in stretching your ass enough, you can only have my cock in your cunt when you are wearing one of your two new plugs." He paused to check on Theta's ass and the equine dildo. Tom was encouraged by the way Theta was intentionally pushing back on to dildo. She responded as he expected, her arousal growing when he told her what sexually explicit orders he had for her. "At the same time I have one replica canine dildo. You will practice sucking it and deep throating it - to show me whenever I ask. No real dogs, but I want you familiar with and able to handle your responsibilities as a brood mare in case I ask it of you."


"What about your big cock?" Theta asked.


"Do you want me to continue to breed your cunt?"


"Yes... yes, sir. You should keep trying. I'm so open now."


"Then your slut cunt will be for my cock, my fists, and very big toys that stretch it even further. I want to see it completely wrecked, permanently open, with your long dangling labia hanging to either side of an open and gaping pussy."


"A fuck toy doesn't have a cunt that closes, sir." Theta affirmed. Then in a disappointed tone she added, "I'm sorry, master, but I'm not sure I can orgasm. I'm not comfortable in strange places."


He had wondered what triggered Theta's anxiety. Now he knew. "Ahhh... well then..." and Tom pressed down on the toggle switch he had in his hand.


Theta let out a long low moan that became a steady wail as her bottom was suddenly flooded with lukewarm faux cum. Unlike the enema nozzle, the horse cock was buried deep in her rectum with the head pushing up against the entrance to her colon. The pressure of the cum was enough to start pouring into her intestines, causing air bubbles and other discomforts that she only experienced with the deepest colonic rinses. "Oh god..." she managed as she gasped for breath. Then she was gone again as Tom felt the second reservoir start to empty into her ass.


When he backed out the big dildo, thick white lube came out with it in splashes. Theta's ass was still convulsing, but he had planned for this. "I can't let expensive horse cum go to waste," he chided. And then he carefully picked up a three and a half inch wide plug and forced it into Theta's ass while awkwardly managing the eighteen inch cock protruding from his abdomen.


"It was... Was it really... Oh, sir..."


Tom removed the equine dildo from his harness and set it on the towel it had been packed in. When he got back up and moved to Theta's side, he could move around her with ease. "Now that you have a plug in, I can do this properly." He removed his harness and removed the half pipe guide from Theta's harness extension. Pushing his leather trousers down, Tom freed his cock and thrust it into Theta with one driving push that ground into her labia piercings while pulling against the slipknots holding them stretched to the bench. His pelvis smacked into the thick plug in her ass.


It only took Tom half a dozen strokes to feel Theta's pussy trembling and see her body shaking. "Are you going to cum now, my breeding bitch in heat?" She shuddered so much that Tom could feel Theta's entire torso quivering on his cock. The big plug pushed down and pinned him forward into the front wall of her well-used sex, so Tom lifted himself up a bit higher and aimed his cock head down into her g-spot.


Upon contact Theta exploded with an inarticulate outburst as words jumbled together in her mouth and forebrain. Tom orgasmed as well, his ejaculate going deep into Theta's cunt as he had promised and then he backed out. His belly and pelvis were coated in faux cum, and he had to wipe things up before pulling up his leather trousers. Then he refocused on aftercare, letting Theta rest before untying her labia piercings and easing her out of the harness and off the bench, so he could get her mobile and they could go home.


All while his brood mare fuck slut still had a three and a half inch wide plug in her ass and her rectum and intestines were still flooded with almost a gallon of slick white lube that Theta believed was horse cum.


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Blue has always loved her comics and play acting both the heroine and the villain. In her heart, she wants a hero who will always tell her what to do, how to do it, and leave her quivering in a wet spot. She melts when Tom whispers in her ear, but that's nothing compared to her first orgasm when he pounces her and gives her a spanking in her own apartment! And Blue's fetish fantasies - lusting for enormous breasts, intense sexual submission, extreme pierced and tattoo'd labia, pony girl pleasures, and the strength to service and embody Tom's powerful desires - send her over the edge.

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Boosting her lust may be the easy part! Hypnosis gets between Angel's thighs. Tom's commands to be soaking wet bring out Angel's sexy desires and her temper. [Includes: MF, Hypnosis, Female Masturbation, Fingering, Dildo Play, Anal & Implied Vaginal Penetration, Implied Stretching, Implied Fisting]

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Blue's transformation into Theta includes acting out her massive breast fantasies! Simulated HH breasts fit to her bosom while whispers of piercings and tattoos that make Blue hungry for so much more! [Includes: MF, BDSM, D/s, Dildo Play & Implied Wearing, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Vaginal & Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Breast Enlargement Play, Implied Tattoo & Piercing, Implied Body Modification, Implied Stretching, Implied Bondage]

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"Training Days (A Marie Story)" written by Max

"Training Days (A Marie Story)" written by Max


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Marie is the surprise super woman that Ronin has been looking for! She embraces his hunger for women that will pursue intense desires with gold star eagerness!


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"Training Days (A Marie Story)"

Marie is the surprise super woman that Ronin has been looking for! She embraces his hunger for women that will pursue intense desires with gold star eagerness! [Includes: MF, Phone Sex, Female Masturbation, Vaginal & Implied Anal Penetration, Dildo Play & Implied Wearing, Stretching, Implied Fisting, Implied Piercing, Implied Speculum Play]

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Tom craves the pleasure of slowly fisting his girlfriend's bottom. The challenge will be convincing her to go along with his plan. [Includes: Implied Female Masturbation, Implied Dildo Play & Wearing, Implied Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Implied Double Penetration, Implied Fisting, Implied Stretching, Implied Exhibitionism (Photo)]

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With a chastity belt holding a water filled dildo and her plug in place, Angel's ready to go out with Tom. The secrets under her skirt are intense reminders of fulfilling pleasures! [Includes: MF, Dildo Play & Wearing, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Double Penetration, Clamping (Nipples), Chastity Belt, Inflation Play]

"Stories of Moon 5 (A Moon Story)"

Moon shudders with pleasure while Ian pushes his fingers in alongside his fist. It's so much more delicious than the cold steel of the speculum! [Includes: MF, Fingering & Fisting & Double Fisting, Vaginal & Implied Anal Penetration, Vaginal & Implied Anal Sex, Dildo Play, Stretching, Piercing, Implied Speculum Play]

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"I'm sorry - I'm not sure you would be interested in what I like very much." Ronin smiled at her and let out a sigh. "As truly gorgeous as you are, we probably shouldn't try to cross that bridge."


The fiery redhead shrugged and flashed a brilliant smile. She was a bit taller than his five foot seven while wearing her heeled boots, and her breasts were prominently on display in a flattering latex outfit that shaped her exaggerated curves and tucked in her abdomen with a waist cincher. She sipped her lemonade and touched Ronin's hand with soft fingers. "How about a smoke then?" She wasn't entirely sure that the angry American was straight, but he'd caught her eye as soon as she'd made it to the edge of the dancefloor. The intensity that bristled underneath his tight fitting latex t-shirt and the snap of his pleated kilt had been worthy of an adventure.


Ronin laughed, sensing her doubt and reluctant to reject any woman with enough courage to properly approach him and strike up a conversation. Unfortunately, he was all fight and no fuck after a hard hop into London. "Yeah, sure. I could use some fresh air." What he meant was that he would rather be alone with her than alone in a crowd, and she seemed to understand. The two got up from where they were leaning against the performance stage and made their way down the winding staircase to an outside smoking area. It was damp and cold, and he stood with his back to the wind while she sheltered in front of him. There were only a handful of others standing nearby under a couple of tarp canopies erected to keep everyone safe from inclement weather. Ronin declined her offer of a cigarette with a shake of his head, and they chattered comfortably until late in the night.


When Ronin finally went back inside, his limbs were icy and stiff. She stayed long enough to give him a kiss, and then drifted off to seek more intimate company. The DJ cut short a repetitive trance loop, and suddenly the speakers roared with a hard beat with heavy bass that drummed against the collected pools and messy piles of fetish attired creatures. He found what he wanted along the edge of the floor, a running start to cast himself into oblivion, and his night rolled on as Ronin made war in the midst of the drunks and euphorics seemingly all coloured in shades of latex, rubber, leather, and stockings.


The redhead never returned, but a petite blonde in carefully layered lace and lingerie watched from the balcony as Ronin expanded his physical reach to cover a quarter of the dancefloor. He saw her, felt her eyes moving with his body, and let it be. The crowd would surge, driving him back and sweeping over the floor like a tidal wave. He would cut into it, creating pockets and gaps within the united front, and then apply pressure to channel the herd into smaller and smaller gatherings until he had reclaimed his territory. It wasn't just the blonde who watched, but she was the only one who made an impression. He beckoned to her, inviting her to come to join him, and she held back while other women on the balcony laughed and called out to mock the presumptuous man trying to lure them to his side. He roared without a sound, broad shoulders and proud chest hurtling through the shadows that lingered and were left sprawling at his feet, and she remained.


He approached her. Weak and limping, dragging himself up the staircase to the bar level, he tucked his left arm to his chest while trying to ease the shooting pain from his shoulder. The air around him was hazy with heat venting from his exposed skin, and he was shiny with perspiration. "I need," he spoke slowly to be heard over the looping beat, "to dry off and wash up a bit. Will you still be here?" He didn't want to leave, but to go further required a commitment to breaking through to reserves which would tempt him into fury and dark passions.


She nodded, taking in his height and wondering how he could seem so much larger than life from a distance and be so compact up close. When he slowly pressed through the crowd gathered at the bar and blocking the door to the stairs, she slipped in behind him like a shadow moving in his wake. He didn't seem to notice until they were in the open space on the bathroom level, and then he didn't say anything. A single nod, a half smile and a wave, and he entered the men's room obviously in pain and struggling to coordinate his hips and feet.


When Ronin returned, she was gone. He waited, puzzling over her presence, and then heard a soft coughing from the stairs. He let curiosity guide him, and she was waiting and ready to leave. "Do you have something you need from the coat room?" He nodded. "Do you fancy some breakfast?" He smirked and Ronin's eyes sparkled behind his glasses. "And..." she was thinking it through and ran her tongue over her thin lips, "definitely orange juice, I think."


"My name is Ronin," he offered his hand while stepping down to her side, "and orange juice would be amazing."


That's what led to the next afternoon when Ronin was stretched out beside the petite blonde minus her strategically placed lace and very pretty lingerie. Her head was cradled against his chest, and she was telling him about her art and painting. They had gone back to her place after the night of dancing, had some tea and orange juice, and he scooped her up and held her close with kisses and caresses while she listed off all the ways that she could cook his eggs. She was wonderful and could talk for hours about so many things, but, for a time, Ronin made her quiet, warm, and comfortable in his arms and then in her bed. Nothing overtly sexual happened. The slow dance of unveiling her pale skin and tender curves; the delicate kisses of vulnerability hoping for acceptance; and his powerful body inviting her close until she was relaxed enough to lift his hand and guide it to those intimate places where she wanted to be touched. Ronin was content to enjoy her body with his mouth and fingers - and she was content with being the focus of his attention and rest lazily beside him. A careful detente of shared heat but reluctant warmth had been established as they explored each other with jaded emotions and scarred fingers from unfortunate past experiences.


He didn't need to comfort her. Ronin became comfort itself, shaping his body and mind to gently blanket her while she fought the urge to be embarrassed and ashamed by her heated interest in pursuing more from a one night stand with a complete stranger. With soft whispers, she mounted his powerful thighs, rocking her bare sex against his semi-erect cock, and enjoying the wicked curl of his smile as he sat up and suckled her dainty breasts. She never asked why he stayed partially limp, and he never asked for more than her caresses and delightfully rambling stories.


The time finally came when he needed to shift gears and ponder getting back to his hotel. With a kiss on her forehead, Ronin slipped her head to a pillow and went into her bathroom to wash his face. He was surprised when the petite blonde came to him, running her hands over his broad shoulders and kissing the back of his arm. He continued rinsing his face with one hand while reaching back with the other to hold her close. She cuddled him, the softness of her belly pressed against his buttocks, and when he turned and kissed her on the mouth, she stroked her hands all over his chest and tugged on the curls of hair that decorated his pecs.


They returned to her bed, her hands still kneading and massaging his powerful muscles while they moved in unison, and they settled into her bed once again. This time, after she spent her time caressing and stroking his body and scalp, Ronin guided her to mount him, and he watched her open up and renew herself while basking in his glow as his hard thrusts marked the completion of her fulfillment.


---


Ronin was still looking though. He met women while traveling - short casual chats along the San Francisco piers, strolling the Thames and browsing the books at Southbank, waiting to catch a tour bus to see the stars in Los Angeles, at the hotel bar in Frankfurt while slowly translating the menu, eating a sundae at Ghirardelli's in Chicago after a day shopping for suits at Mark Shales, in the airport hotel lobby in Newark when a wave of cancellations sent everyone scrambling to make reservations, at various clubs across Europe differing only by the native language of the local patrons... Ronin steadily mastered meeting people as he had mastered so many other skills throughout his life. It involved study and application - trial and error - and he had results to show for his experiments as well as theories about why some behaviours and approaches worked better than others.


He was looking. To be more concise, he was hunting. He refined and broadened his expectations on where to look. He practiced patience and tested his resolve to focus on quality when quantity might have been easier to come by. He extended himself as far as he could, and he focused in as tightly as possible. Strategically, he was looking across broad populations while, tactically, he aimed at specific targets.


When Ronin found her, he was somewhat surprised.


---


It's how you say a thing that matters. Some words are forbidden, jagged like glass, and yet... they can be given meaning and purpose that becomes singular and redefines them. "You have two cunts," he whispered to her softly. It was a differentiation. The word signified an accomplishment that was connected to intense effort and embracing difficult passions to master. "Tell me how you use them."


On the other end of the phone, she moaned. She was slowly working her way down an eleven inch tall rubber sex toy with her cunt, and soaking in Ronin's bold encouragement to drive it up her ass as well. Her response was rote and reflected the recurring training and practice that had enabled her to go so far so quickly. "I will fuck them. I will fuck them with whatever you want, whenever you want, wherever you want..." Her voice trailed off, the low notes of deep pleasures hummed as the width of the dildo fought the natural urges to clench and milk it with what she had previously thought of as her pussy. "Mmmhmmm..." He lingered in the moment, bathing in the distant sensations, so she shared more to help him understand why her strong legs were trembling and her nipples were thick and aching. "I can feel the last segment right at my opening. It feels good stretching me there." She continued to move back and forth, shifting position, riding up and down, while the thick black base of the dildo started to part her wet labia and bump against her pelvis bone.


"It's going to be a busy weekend," he commented with a slight sigh. "It'll be nice when this is just a warm up toy."


His change of topic and intensity didn't surprise her. He was always doubtful and resetting his expectations because what he wanted required a commitment that went far beyond casual sex and a few lurid text messages. "Oh yes," she exhaled with a smile. She was certain that he could picture her thick labia twisting a little as she pushed down harder, "I can already start with the Caterpillar right away. It only took me ten minutes to get it almost to the base tonight." She rewarded his inspiration with details. She wanted him to know it was real, something he could participate in, and her lust whispered of dark fantasies while her eyes closed and the sound of his breath tickled her ear.


Temptation was a key. She adored a challenge. "You'll do better soon," he smirked at her through the phone.


She moaned heavily knowing that he could have more big dildos delivered to her door at any time. "Of course. I can go so much further when we talk, too." The Caterpillar was an undulating shaft, thick and capped with a rounded head, and it was as thick as her forearm. He'd sent it without any warning, exactly when she needed something new to test her limits, and it was part of embracing her sexual desires that lured her into bed with it over and over again. "Do you want me to try the Goliath?" The Caterpillar wasn't the only dildo that he'd sent to tempt her urges for intense pleasure.


"Let's do that... and, this time, we'll make it go deeper."


---


She was on her forearms slumped forward, her thighs straddling the fourteen inch long Goliath with the four inch wide head just within the soft flesh of her opening. As she fought to breathe in gulps of air, she began to try to fuck the thick vinyl dildo and drive it deeper. The stretch was so much sensation that it wavered between intensely enjoyable and aggressively painful yet her motivations were clear. She knew that Ronin wanted her to fuck as much of the large sex toy as she could. She wanted to do the same. Soon, Goliath would be her next warm up dildo and her training would progress to something larger and more challenging. It was a given, part of the vision that the well formed amazon aspired to and embraced, and the sensation of the thick glans forcing her vaginal walls apart was very satisfying.


His voice caressed her ears. "You will have such wonderful cunts soon." The words mattered. Ronin was emphasizing a transformation that the large amazon had aggressively pursued. She nodded in response, acknowledging that her sex and bottom were becoming more accomplished and dedicated to rites of sexual expansion. "First, we will wash you down and take pictures of you... It's too bad that we don't have any pictures from a year ago when you were too tight to even fuck a cock without hours of warming up. We can start now though. We can start with wonderful pictures of your cunts - the soft petals of your pussy and trained, loose pucker of your ass. How big of a toy can you fit now? Four inches at the opening of your vagina? Maybe two and a half to three inches in your ass? That's a wonderful starting point for your openness." He sighed and tempered the spell of his warm praise, "You need to be bigger, stretched more, and made to open more, don't you?"


"Unh, yes, yes, more would be good," she softly murmured while feeling the sensation of the big vinyl head working back and forth in her opening. She could press it a few inches deep, but the heat from stretching and tugging on her inner labia with the solid glans fulfilled the urge to do more. Her pussy was being reshaped, and the firm black vinyl moved with her pelvis as the strong woman deliberately worked Ronin's tool at angles to increase the challenge. The skin across her pelvis was tightly stretched, and her lips were full and thick as the shaft rocked between her thighs. While on her hands and knees, grinding against the monster cock, his whispers helped fuel the warmth of wanting more.


"I want to do it quickly, don't you? I want to permanently pull your cunt and ass as open as they can get... it'll be lovely." He was teasing her now, and the amazon moaned between pursed lips while bucking hard onto the Goliath dildo. The long and heavy shaft bent causing the head to press hard into the back wall of her pussy. "We'll take pictures so you can see the progress." She had no doubt of that. Shuddering with passionate urges, she fought the desire to try setting up a mirror again to get half blocked glimpses of her pussy being stretched. "You want me to permanently change your cunt and ass, don't you? You want to feel texture of your skin, the stretch marks rippling over your labia and mouth of your cunt, the loose stretchiness of your tender folds cradling close to your opening, all from how quickly we forced bigger and bigger dildos into you..."


She was gasping the words as the strength of her lust clenched tightly on the sex toy. "Yes. Yes, please. I want you to stretch me as far as I can go." She caught her breath, focused on her rhythm, and murmured, "Until we reach the bones... and then keep me stretched open. Fit me with collars so I can't close. Lock my vaginal collar shut so I have to fuck my ass all the time. Stretch my ass so far that it won't close, and I have to keep something in it..." She pictured the temptation of the rubber cuffs that Ronin had designed to fit within her sex and bottom, forcing her openings to spread and maintaining that stretch indefinitely, and imagined the pools of wet arousal that would indicate she wanted even more. "I can feel the head going deeper. It's stretching the first ring out. I want to get it to the second ring in my cunt." She sighed as her voice rolled up and down in pitch.


He smiled. "I measured the equine speculum. Compared it directly as well. Unless we hit bone first, the equine speculum will stretch you enough for the Cannon to go in once it is fully open. The speculum will open you up to the point that a fist can go inside of you without even touching the walls of your cunt. The narrow elastic band of skin that indicates your opening... you won't have that first ring when we're done. Your labia will comfortably hang open in the gap between your pelvis bones. With the rubber collars, your labia won't close or touch, and your cunt's walls will always be exposed." His soft voice was booming with anticipation which thrilled the amazon and made her heart race. "Once we've stretched your labia enough then we should be able to put in pairs of tunnels so you can either lock the collar in place or lace your lips together. We can even get matching barbells that can go through a pair of tunnels like a link, and, with the balls screwed on the ends, you'll have steel bars that stay in place to hold your labia closed. Are you looking forward to that? Always being open? Always being ready to be fucked by whatever can be pushed into you?" He was eager and demanding, and her body responded to the tone of his words with peaks of pleasure and hungry swaying of her broad hips.


Working through his words, focusing on their intentions, the amazon closed her eyes with a grin. She pushed down harder, feeling the stretch, feeling the wide head pushing against her inner walls, and it made her quiver with anticipation. She remembered... remembered being underneath him in the hotel that first time. Soft pillow linens caressing her cheeks, so flushed and embarrassed by how tight her pussy was as Ronin tried to enter her with his cock. Scared that her body wasn't good enough, that she was unattractive, and his curious puzzled gaze as he kissed her chin. Ronin had offered a solution - first his fingers, then his cock, then toys and his fist - that would push her limits, open her sexuality in more than just physical ways, and help Marie be ready for more. She could feel the resistance inside her pussy, inside what he would always call her 'cunt' because 'pussy' represented the limits and fears of her former sexuality, and Marie pushed against the thick vinyl dildo anyway. Goliath would go further and deeper because she would make that happen. She would take charge. She would enjoy every moment of pleasure while pursuing her goals with regular repetitions of the lust fueled exercises that gave her these good feelings over and over.


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Her name was Marie. She was five foot eleven with long brown hair that picked up a slight wave when the weather was humid. She had a house in southern California - far enough inland to be in dry horse country but still only an hour from the Pacific. She'd known Ronin for years before he ever kissed her, yet when he did it seemed natural to them both.


She preferred to wear corsets that lifted her heavy breasts - creating a shelf of tender double D flesh that men got lost in. In her high heel boots, Marie was well over six foot four and towered over everyone. Where the corset ended, flowing skirts began, and those gave a good indication of her generous hips while deliberate layering concealed the shapely curves of her round ass and breadth of her thighs.


When Ronin first fucked her, it took him forty-five minutes of foreplay to loosen Marie up enough for his cock to slide into her pussy. In that moment, when she desperately wanted him inside of her, they both felt her muscles crushing and strangling his hard-on. It hurt her pride, stung her heart, but Ronin didn't abandon her. They'd laugh about that moment now as Marie showed him how easily she could ride three and three-quarter inch wide dildos as warm up cocks.


Neither of them were satisfied with a well used pussy after all. She wanted to have a cunt as much as he did. Maybe more, and that's why she sweetened the lure for his attention by including anal as part of her training. His decision that she would have two cunts, that her sexuality would escape the bondage of her prior experiences, had been greeted with eager enthusiasm.


The only question that remained for Marie... could Ronin give her more?


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Marie trains for a future of openness.
An amazon in a corset that shapes her well-formed breasts into a shelf of delightful flesh, Marie enjoys laughing while beckoning for a sexy man to come hither. A horseback rider, she is tan and fit from hours on the trail and working her land, so playing hard is in her nature. She's known Ronin on and off for a long time, and they share a personal connection made stronger by all the sexual play she's enjoyed while pushing him to shatter her limits. From enormous dildos to double fisting to tight restraints, Marie is big on overachieving for pleasure!

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It was the single greatest gift that her father passed down to her. His exploration of the world - the familiar and the unexpected - as well as notes on the various entities that he encountered was intended to provide her with a guide and protection. Safeguarded by Andrea and Alexi until she was old enough to face the eldritch horrors that her father stumbled across and mature enough to understand the perversions of his experiences in context, these journal stories are fragments of Tom and Ronin's mistakes, experiments, and exploration of faith. The wulf never understood humanity, so he wrote down everything that might give his family a chance to survive amongst the primates and their passions.


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"Seaside Promenade (A Marie Story)"

Ronin and Marie enjoy a sexy weekend in San Diego. Tom’s big surprises suit lusty Marie’s fisting desires! [Includes: MF, Implied Female Masturbation, Dildo Play & Wearing, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Fingering & Fisting, Vaginal & Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Speculum Play, Stretching, Implied D/s, Implied Bondage & Restraints]

"Toy Chest 1 (An Angel Story)"

Angel gets firsthand experience with Tom's dildos and sex toys. It's a small start toward discovering his very big fantasies that feels good two at a time! [Includes: MF, Vaginal & Anal Penetration, Double Penetration, Vaginal & Anal Sex, Dildo Play & Implied Wearing, Fingering & Fisting, Female Masturbation, Stretching, Cheating]

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