Fillies, Amber could understand but she had been a bit scared one day to see the Stallion given stud practice with one of the more unruly colts. It had taken four Stable Girls and the Stable Mistress to handle that. The Stable Girls had led the colt into the paddock and then secured him to the fence. Two of the girls braced themselves and pulled tightly on ropes attached to the colt's harness to keep him from moving. The Stable Mistress had led in the Stallion. He knew what was expected of him but disliked it: a filly maybe, a donkey perhaps, but a colt was so demeaning for both him and the colt. It reminded him of when he'd been humbled himself when he first came to the Stable. He'd been purchased as a young colt for the Stud Programme and had been very restive and aggressive. He'd to be put immediately to be put with fillies like at at his old Stable little expecting to be given a long period of abstinence. The Stable Mistress had known how to calm and subdue him, as well as give him empathy for the fillies. He still remembered the feel and pain of the old stallion stretching him. Although he'd played with other colts before, he'd never felt something so enormous inside him. He'd felt such acute embarrassment at this being performed in front of all the fillies and colts. They'd all seen the old Stallion's spunk dripping from his bottom. Even worse, had been the leaking strands of pre-cum that oozed from his own cock under the Stallion's hard fucking and the helpless milking that followed when the Stable Mistress had thrust her fist into his gaping anus and massaged his prostate. The new Stallion had been put very firmly in his place.
Now it was time to demean a colt just like he had been. Amber had watched as the Stallion had been led up to the colt. He hadn't wanted to play so they put a hood over his head. The Stable Mistress held up a handful of straw from one of the filly's stalls to his nose, and a sharp taps to his member with her crop made him stiffen. His fore hooves straddled the colt's back and two stable girls pulled him forwards into the colt. She loved the elegance of the tall plumed tail rising from his butt plug flowing in the breeze as he started to give full length strokes in and out of the furious colt's arse. Amber saw the other two stable girls needing to keep the colt tightly roped in order to stop him bucking as the Stallion gave him a fucking that he too would remember for a long time.
His first chance had come last weekend The new Stable Girl standing in for Amanda had forgotten to fit Amber's bridle and she was only loosely tethered. The Stallion had quickly shouldered aside the colts and chewed at Amber's rope His jaws were quickly through the cord and sfter several nudges, he got Amber to lick him and, when she was fully engaged, had started to lead her back to the stalls before the Stable Girl stopped him.
Somehow he'd succeeded in removing her tail. (He must have a very clever tongue.) The Stable Mistress had been summoned by the Stable Girl and was shocked to find that he'd already mounted Amber. He'd just managed to insert his cock head and was about to slide in the full shaft. It had taken several hard thwacks with her riding crop across his rump and one against his balls before he slackened and withdrew. It might be a few days since his last coupling, but he was meant to save himself to earn stud fees. He would need to be punished.
The Stable Mistress thought long and hard about the right punishment for the Stallion and the right treatment for Amber. Her Stable Girls would need to work with the Stallion on a continuing basis. She didn't want to make life with the Stallion difficult for them. This needed a different appoach. She knew that the Village Girls loved to tease and torment the Stallion with their lascivious ways, and how the Stallion always led them on hoping htat he might make free with them. It was time to call on their services. A few phone calls and a trip to the tack shop in the village and everything was ready for the morrow.
When Amber was greased and ready Mistress slid in her new tail. Then it was time to go out to the paddock and welcome the colts home. The colts couldn't help admire Amber and her fluffy tail, and flocked round her. Even the Stallion was anxious for a closer look and started to barge between the pack of hungry males. He looked on enviously as the Stable Mistress led her to the paddock and the Stable Girls selected two dressage colts who'd been hanging back and content to lick each other. The followed Amber into the paddock led by leads attached to their little collars rather than the havy harnesses of the working colts. Very tenderly the Stable Mistress unlocked Amber's cage and slid her out of her cock ring, then removed her plug and tail. The dressage colts already had stout erections from their own little game of who was going to be on top today. But the Stable Mistress had a different purpose for them. She stood back and with deft flicks of her whip got them to kneel beside Amber. The colts quickly lost interest in each other and turned all their attention to Amber.
One of them turned his attention from his stable mate and started to lick Amber's anus. Amber shivered. She'd been nuzzled by colts before and, of course, had felt the Stallion force entry yesterday but never she experienced such a shimmering sensation. She thrust her bottom back for more.
The Stallion watched enviously as the slutty colts settled to the work and demonstration the Stable Mistress intended. Very soon Amber's cocklet was not so little as it grew into a stout rod and the colt's lips slid down her shaft. The Stable Mistress was delighted to see such a handsome erection from a young filly. She was definitely one who looked like she might be able to give as well as receive. This would give the Stud Programme so many more exciting options. The Stable Mistress needed to know whether Amber had other skills so all too soon, she cracked her whip and took the colts away before Amber could cum. It was back in her cock cage for Amber since her Stable Mistress had other plans for that organ and now wanted to test of whether the filly's hips could thrust.
The Stable Mistress was pleased. Now it was time to test the filly further and to tease the Stallion before his punishment. Amber was led to the Stud Hall. All her harnesses and accoutrements were removed except for her cock cage and butt plug. Amber was strapped down on her front and put in leg and neck fetters by Mistress and her stable girls. To Amber, the cold iron seemed worse than the ropes that had restrained the colt fucked by the Stallion. And then she was left in silence. Although it was warm in the Hall, Amber shivered. It wasn't her nakedness, it was the feeling of helpless uncertainty and anticipation. Was she going to be fucked? Was a colt going to climb on her back and mount her, or was Mistress going to try to fist her again? The waiting was the worst part She could hear whoops from the colts outside, yelps from the fillies and occasional braying from the donkey. Everyone was having a playful time except her. So much for being the centre of attention a few minutes ago. It had been so nice to feel the colt's lips around her cock and another's tongue in her bottom. Those dressage colts had to be sissies. They clearly knew how to suck and lick but the Stable Mistress had stopped them too soon. She'd been left wanting so much more and, wearing her cock cage, there was no point attempting to grind her cocklet against the board to which she was strapped.
Amber lost track of time. An hour passed, maybe more. And then she was dazzled by sunlight as the Stud Hall door opened and Mistress came in with a Stable Girl.
The Stable Girl walked up to Amber and unzipped. A nicely sized dick flopped out and brushed against Amber's face. She felt the heat rising from it Then the Stable Mistress undid her neck fetter. She wanted to see what Amber would do. Amber loved seeing the Stable Girl's penis getting erect for her and wanted to try some of the technique the colt had employed on her. She started to lick the cock and then took it in her mouth. Amber's range of movement was limited but the Stable Mistress was pleased to see slow steady sucking and her lips gliding up and down the Stable Girl's cock. (The Stable Mistress made a mental note for herself about that Stable Girl. It was always nice to have someone to cuddle with in bed on cold winter nights.)
The Stable Mistress left Amber to slow suckling but was back in a few minutes with Stallion. The Stallion was aghast to see her making free with one of the stable hands. He was free of harness except for his mighty plumed tail. His normal pony hooved boots had been replaced by elegant knee boots with stiletto heels. The Stallion was in his Stud regalia. The Stable Mistress tethered the Stallion where he could observe closely, then undid all Amber's fetters. Amber continued to suck the Stable Girl and didn't seem to want to have an empty mouth.
Amber was already dripping with saliva and whatever the Stable Girl had leaked as thh Stallion approach. He would show her who was the King of the Stud. And then he was in her mouth.
As she tried not to gag and sucked as well as she could, Amber clenched her buttocks feeling her tail plug tight inside her. That big cock belonged more than just in her mouth.
Amber felt the Stallion starting to shake and he withdrew. She opened her mouth wider waiting for his eruption; willing him to make his territory and make her his. She wanted his spunk
Spunk squirted into Amber's mouth and splattered her face. Sensing she was filling, she closed her mouth to swallow while more just coated her chin. Amber heard the door of the Stud Hall open and two young girls enter. The Village Girls had arrived. They looked tarty in their make-up and reeked of cheap perfume.
Amber was left dripping and drooling. She'd satisfied the Stallion and drunk his cream. The Stallion stood proudly over the vanquished Amber: another filly who would crave his cock and be grateful for whatever gifts he bestowed. The Stable Mistress pulled the Stallion back: she didn't want him going any further and pissing on her pretty filly. She let one of the Stable Girls take Amber back to her stall to be cleaned up and made ready for the evening. Amber tossed her head as she passed the Village Girls. They might look pretty and attractive but she was the one covered in Stallion spunk not them.
The Stallion couldn't believe his good fortune. It was the sluts from the Village who always wanted to play with him. He might have just cum but he was always ready to play with the girls. The Stable Mistress started by showing the girls what she expected. The Stallion loved their little licks.
Even more delightful was the next delicate tongue that worked him again to orgasm in a matter of minutes.
But the Village Girls (and the Stable Mistress) had other ideas. While the Stallion was comfortably basking in his own glory and expecting to be moved to the next position, they strapped him across the riding frame. His cock was flattened against the leatherette cushion and when they removed his tail he suddenly had a nasty sense that they might be bringing one of the more mature colts to fuck him again like the old Stallion had done in his youth. Instead he suddenly flinched with pain as the Village Girls started to thrash his rump with one of his Mistress' canes. He was determined to make no noise: not a neigh, not a whinny. On and on they struck, as his cock shrank and pressed with his belly into a pool of slime that continued to leak from him. They laughed at his predicament and realised they intended to make him raw before they would stop.
Finally they stopped. He was hurting but not broken. He thought they were going to leave him to burn with the fire from his buttocks but instead they unfastened him and made him crawl across to the couch, all the time flicking him with their whips. Instead of his dignity being restored by reinserting his plumed tail, he felt a fat vibrator thrust into his anus. The girls had clearly not finished.
It didn't seem that they wanted him to fuck them. The Village Girls seemed to enjoy making out together, all the time thrusting the vibrator into his arse and playing with the speed settings. The Stallion still loved their proximity and feminine scent and couldn't help becoming aroused again despite his pain. As soon as the Girls saw him stiffen, they thrust the vibrator in hard and turned to the speed up to maximum. Helplessly, the Stallion found him dribbling semen from his cock even though he had no orgasm.
He thought they were going to empty his balls but their fun had not finished. Removing the vibrator, they then took turns with the strap-on. And these girls were rough. Together they fucked and wanked him and with each turn he shot another load. He longed for the delicacy that he'd seen Amber show to the colt earlier. If they had to fuck him, why couldn't they do it gently and kindly like Amber.
The Stallion was starting to look glazed and punch drunk when the Stable Mistress returned. She was pleased with the Village Girls progress but did not want the Stallion hurt to much. Any sense of pride had long since vanished. The Stallion just wanted to survive the afternoon intact. Surely they weren't going to castrate him? At the Stable Mistress' instruction the girls stopped fucking him and just continued with his wanking.
The Stable Mistress showed them how to position their fingers on his prostate gland and rub it as they wanked him.
Now the Stallion knew they intended to drain him dry. One of the cheekier girls let him squirt over her knickers which was nice, but otherwise it was like being in a Milking Parlour rather than the Stud Hall.
The Stallion's knees were starting to buckle and the Stable Mistress go the Girl to put him on the bed before he collapsed. The Stable Mistress herself squeezed the last remaining drops from him. Even she was overwhelmed by his staying power, but with his last orgasm the Stallion slumped forward on the bed.
The Stallion felt feint but he heard the Stable Mistress thanking the Village Girls as they stood back to admire their handiwork. She talked to them about the Stallion's brutal expectations about droit de seigneur with any of the fillies, and that he'd needed punishing for his treatment of Amber yesterday. The Village Girls giggled: surely she didn't mean that young ponygirl that the Stable Mistress had allowed the Stallion to face fuck earlier? Seemingly so. Money changed hands and the Village Girls went on their way. The Stallion knew that he would never be able to look them in the eye again when he went into the Village.
The Stallion heard the Stable Mistress follow them out of the Stud Hall and he was left to collect himself and recover from his many hurts: his raw buttocks, his stretched and gaping anus, his chapped and sore cock, and most of all his pride. He was starting to doze when he dimly heard the Stud Hall door open and two people enter. He lay face down hiding his head. Ostrich-like, he didn't want to be seen by anyone. The only words he heard were "Go to him," followed by the delicate click of high heels and short steps cross the floor. A soft hand touched his back and then cool, soothing cream was rubbed into his buttocks. More was slathered on his anus and he felt a little finger push a little inside. And then he felt something different: little drops of moisture were falling on his back. What was it? It wasn't raining and the roof didn't leak. More tiny drops. And then the sound of a little sob touched his ears. Another little fall of water but he realised it was tears. He hadn't made a sound at his own predicament but someone was crying for him. The Stable Mistress's voice again: "He's ready for you."
"Not one of the colts, please," the Stallion prayed. He was certain he was going to be sodomised again. And when he felt someone climb on to the bed beside him and then move to lie on top of him that feeling escalated. But he was too weak now to resist. The form on top of him was warm and soft. Rather than the coarse scent of Village Girls, the body smelt fragrant and fresh: not at all like any of the colts. He felt something hardening slowly between them, and then a firm cock began to press between his buttocks. It wasn't one of those nasty, hard plastic cocks like the Village Girls had used. It was altogether nicer. It wasn't soft but had a lovely spongey stiffness. As it pushed harder against him, he shifted himself slightly to assist and was delighted when something warm eased into his arsehole. It wasn't huge but was pleasantly sized. He didn't worry about the soreness; this was soothing by comparison. In fact it felt quite delicious.
The tip of the cock stayed just inside his anus for a long time. Whoever was on top wanted to ensure that both of them were comfortable before they went further. The Stallion was regaining feeling in his bottom and started to contract his arsehole around the cock, signalling that he was ready for more. Slowly the petite cock slid in all the way and the Stallion felt a little ball sac nestle between the crevice of his bum as the body flattened itself against him. He was pinioned as the cock settled inside him trying to sink as deeply as possible. They both stayed still with the Stallion periodically clenching his buttocks to ensure the cock stayed stiff although it showed no signs of slackening. Whoever was fucking him was clearly very excited. He knew it was time to speak and offer thanks and encouragment. That tenderness and those tears could only come from one member of the Stable. And he'd already felt similar tears that afternoon. "Thank you Amber. I know it's you. You're so kind and sweet. Sorry, I was so fierce with you earlier, I just wanted to show how much I wanted you. But your way is altogether nicer. Have your reward. Do your best. I'm yours." He heard another little sob and even more weight forced itself down on his bottom. She wanted to ram herself into him as if they were conjoined. And then the thrusts began. Long slow thrusts. Amber found it easier using her own prick than the strap-on: it was so much more natural. From the winking rim of his gaping arsehole to the depths of his fundament. The Stable Mistress smiled: the Stallion was willing letting himself be buggered by Amanda's filly. Now that was progress.
Amber was radiant. She was deep inside the Stallion and he was telling her that he was hers. Well she had already surrendered to him, maybe it was right that he should surrender to her too. Steadily she fucked him. She wanted this moment to go on forever. Her handsome Stallion impaled on her cock and gratefully receiving every one of her strokes. The Stallion loved her tenderness and caring. He would try that with her when the Stable Mistress allowed.
The Stable Mistress gazed at the two lovers and smiled. The Stallion had been humbled and had learned to behave. In so doing doing he'd found a caring lover. She also discovered that Amber was a very versatile filly. Maybe she would put them in stalls together, but at night she'd ensure that it was always the Stallion that would be tethered and wear the cock cage while Amber would be free to roam and play as she chose. That would keep the Stallion quiet at night and anxious to fuck in the Stud in the morning. In the meantime, she would let them fuck and see how long Amber could maintain her rhythm before she injected the Stallion with a dose of her cream. The beautiful relaxed way she was performing now, she would be a long time cumming.
P.S.1 This is a special story for Capricious Amber. I hope Amber likes it and that her normal Stable Girl, SweetAndyLatex approves.
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