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What you need, what I need, what we need. [Cata&JD]

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JessiDlux

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 12, 2009
A small sound of sad humming came from the hall in between the stables as a tall, thin girl carried an empty bucket to the back part of the stables.
Whatever tomorrow brings I'll be there, with open arms, and open eyes...
She sang in her head. Of all things the queen took she fought the hardest for her headphones. It was something of Yumi, to seem stupid in her wants and actions, but really Yumi was a very smart girl.
"Do do do, do do do, dododo-do-do..."
She quietly cooed as she sat for a moment, looking down the stalls, thinking of how it could be worse. She sighed, tying back up strands of her strangely put together slaves outfit. The cloth was thin, and patchy, but looked alright, aesthetically. The queen was a very strange ruler, she was oppressive and cruel, but she wanted the best of the best. It was for herself.
The outfit pushed up Yumi's breasts, and left her stomach exposed. The skirt part was only just a skirt, as it cut down the sides after less than a foot of miniskirt, showing off her very nice legs. Pale, yet smooth. There were partial sleeves with half-gloves on them, for working purposes. It all contrasted nicely with her hair, bright blue and tied back in an extended pony tail, two tied strands at the sides of her thin face. Her eyes were an ice blue, which was very strange for a Japanese girl. She was very pretty, and in being so, attracted attention from the Queen, who was constantly pondering what she would do with her. Yumi was on the brink of becoming something worse than a slave, and she knew it. She just didn't know what, and luckily, for the moment, neither did the queen.
With a final deep breath and sigh, Yumi got up triumphantly.
"Okay. Feeding time guys."
She half called, knowing this would get them crazy. She knew some had had thier eye on her, but she didn't worry, she knew that if any of them were to take her, the rest wouldn't get fed, and definitely take down whoever had caused the meal to be skipped. She knew, because she had posed the idea.
But the last one she had to feed... he wouldn't have any reason not to take her...
She hadn't thought that though.
So Yumi started, trying to be fair and friendly, most of them had been human once too, so she thoroughly cleaned out the feed bins, and the hay dispensers, and filled the water troughs.
Then she reached the last stall, and went about her norm, still humming a soft tune as she scrubbed out a bit of mucky hardened food that had gotten into the water trough, bent over, scrubbing and picking quite harshly at the scum.​
 
From the first day she had been sent to work here in the stables, she had been a hit with the various anthros that the queen kept as exotic pets. It was even rumored that she used them for debauched sex every now and again... But that was up in the air. But all of the animals in the stables did love it when Yumi came in each day, they all stared at her, some of them with open, almost creepy lust, and others just staring hungrily.

One in particular was a large brown and white horse anthro. He was always calm, and never took his imprisonment here in the stables that badly. It lacked the freedom of his previous life, but he was always well fed, and well cared for. Storms didn't bother him and he could run around in the fields almost any time he wanted... But all he wanted these days was the slave girl. She fed him, and all the rest of the animals. She always touched or stroked him, and let him get to eating, and he would occassionally whinny for her, or nip her cute behind. Never hard, or enough to pinch, just a little playful nip.

He watched as she approached him slowly, looking into some of the stables. He wanted her badly, and it was getting very close to his mating season. He wanted to make lovely little ponies with her.
 
Yumi finally got the little hardened glop of gunk and leant back out of the trough. Looking it back over she filled it, taking a quick sip from the hose herself. God had she been thirsty. After all was done and well she turned back to the anthro that occupied the stall, and smiled some.
"Hey there..."
She then noticed some fringe in his hair, and looked down the halls quickly. No one there. She then looked back at him.
"I can trust you for a sec, right?"
She asked, hoping the answer was yes, and hurried down the hall to the storage area, grabbing a wire brush real quick. She hurried back and carefully approached him again.
"Let me get that..."
She said quietly, leaning up on her tiptoes to brush the fray out of his hair.
"There. She woulden't want anything to be wrong with youse, eh?"
She huffed, rolling back on her heels. She shook her head, and smiled a little again. She shook out her arms and turned to leave, off to the next thing to do, whatever it was. She'd have to check...​
 
The anthro watched her work with obvious lust. She was so pretty. So graceful... He watched her as she filled his trough full of water and looked up at him and said something. He couldn't understand a word the pretty human girl said, but he loved it all the same. She came back with a brush and brushed through his mane, getting rid of the fringe in his hair. She was up on her tip toes and he reached out, holding her steady so she wouldn't fall or anything while she did this for him. He had his hands on her hips and he got a powerful surge of lust... He easily lifted her right up over the fence in the stall and into the stall. He wasn't once violent, but he held her close and whinnied softly, his hands stroking down her sides.
 
Yumi jittered a little at his touch, but let it pass, seeing it for face value - a helping hand. Then she was through, but he didn't let her go. She felt stopped in time for that moment, and part of her knew she wasn't leaving him just yet, at least. She squeaked a little as she was lifted over the stall's wall, and her mind skipped a few times before she realized she was in the stall, and in this male's embrace. She didn't know what to do for the first few seconds, and for that matter, she coulden't move. She had always at least known somewhat all the males, and a lot of the females even, had had thier eye on her, and she knew that if anything were to happen, the queen... the queen... oh what would the queen do. So, she always kept a cautious aire upon the idea of being around anyone, and in this situation, she was broken and unstable for a few moments. She was a bit limp for the moment, sencing the male's only softly lust-laced care as he caressed her, but her mindset overrid her quickly.
"No, no, no!"
She slowly grew her words to a yell, pushing away from him.
"This can't happen, You can't!"
Besides all the facts, she didn't want him, no, not at all. So she struggled, hoping he'd understand, maybe...​
 
The horse watched as she went from completly calm to freaking out and struggling in his grasp. He held her tight again and turned her around gently and began to open her tattered slave's clothing. His strength easily allowed him take her clothes from her body without too much trouble. He was slowly stripping her down to nothing, leaving the odds and ends, like her work boots and gloves on. He was slowly feeling her body as well now that she was being stripped..
 
"No! Stop that!"
She cried, wriggling, trying to escape his grasp, her arms flailing.
"Stop it, you beast!"
She yelled, trying ever harder to worm her way out of his grip.
Her breasts almost were immedately the first part of her to become exsposed, the structure of her clothing making them pop out with little jest, and the half-skirt would be of littler thought yet.
Yumi tried to kick, tried to do anything.
"Please! No!"
She began to beg some.​
 
The horse's strength allowed him to easily hold her while he pulled her clothing off, and when she was totally nude, he began to stroke her body. He wasn't ever rough with her, his hands slid over the swells of her breasts and then to her shoulders and back down her arms and sides. He was breathing right near her ear and he snorted when she tried to kick him. He held her back against him and began to nuzzle her gently.
 
"Don't do this..."
She quietly pleaded, returning to a calm tenseness. She huffed a little in his grasp, she had worn herself out, and her racing mind hand left her weak in the legs, her knees had already buckled, and if he hadn't been holding her, she would of fallen. She still twisted a little in his grasp, but it was sad and futile. She didn't know what was going to happen. Part of her did, but she didn't. He was warm, and soft, she sighed again, a final twist for her own comfort.
"Just don't hurt me..."
She pleaded once more as he felt over her voluptuous curves, her hips wide like her breasts, she had a perfect hourglass form, but not in a disgustingly large-to-wide way. She'd be perfect for breeding...​
 
The horse appreciated the gesture when she stopped her futile struggling and wiggling. He began to nibble on her ears and feel her body slowly. One hand grasped her left breast and began to knead it in his strong grip. It wasn't terribly hard, just enough to make her yelp a little bit if she wasn't expecting it. His other hand slid over her hip, then down between her knees and up her thighs. His long powerful fingers reached the junction in her thighs, and began to caress her womanhood. His fingers slipped over the tender flesh, wanting to get her a bit excited before he tried to enter her.
 
She twisted and squeaked at his touch, mostly out of impulse, and noted aversion.
"Noo... Nooo..."
She cooed, trying to fight the inivitable, deny any of it was happening. All the same, after enough of his gentle yet blatent probing, she became wet, and her tightness became less tight.
"Aahn..."
She sighed, in exsasperation, exsaughstion, and defeat, aside the natural release her body needed.
Under the magic of the very sex-driven queen, once a slave body was in any state of near-sexual activity, they could not resist it, and under such power, once she became wet, she backed up against him some, moving herself on him slowly and softly, jesting him.
"No..."
She breathed one last time, knowing it was for all intents and purposes, too late for any objection really.​
 
The horse felt her still resisting a bit, and he continued to slowly stroke his long fingers across her exposed petals. His fingers teased her ever so slightly, making her moan and shiver. But once he began to feel a dampness between her legs, she stopped any kind of resistance. He didn't know that it was the queen's perverted magic that stopped the beauty from resisting, but he didn't mind. He released his grip on her breast and carried her over to a bale of hay. He lifted her up and laid her down over it, spreading her perfect legs to get a good look at her cute pink entrance. His long horsecock had been slowly coming out of it's sheath, and was now semi-hard and fully out of it's hiding place.
 
Her arm quivered as she reached out for him as she layed on the bale of hay, her body calling out for him now. She inched down the bale, moving herself to him. Her other arm, the one that wasn't reaching out for him, was limply struggling to get a grip on the hay, her likely final noticable attempts at objection.
"Ohh..."
She cooed, her cheecks twitching with the involentary call.​

[Shitty post. ><]
 
The horse found her more attractive right now than he ever had. He approached slowly and began to slowly rub his massive horsecock over her pink petals, teasing her with it's size. He was getting harder and harder, and the look on her face made it so hard to resist just thrusting himself up into her... But he didn't want to hurt the beautiful human. So he lined himself up with her and got between her spread knees, and began to slowly push.
 
A shiver went up her spine, as she exshaled in jitters, already slightly arching her back. She cooed out again softly with her tempered breaths, gripping at the hay beneath her. Her arms shook a bit more, before she pressed back some, eagerly takeing him in, her body unable to wait.
"Aaahn..."
She called, looling her head in temptation.​
 
The horse pushed harder, and his long thick horsecock began to push up into her very tight insides. She was loving it... And that made the horse that much more horny. He leaned down and held her body as she pushed into him. He leaned his horse muzzle close to her face and looked deep into her eyes as she took his length for the first time.
 
[AH POST ...;x?]

She gave him a terrible lusty look, a smirk as she narrowed her eyes, a mistyness washed over them. It wasn't like her, but really, it wasn't like he'd notice. Her arms still stayed grinding into the bale, her hands gripped in terribly tight. She was screaming inside, it was killing her. But all the same, her boddy bounced a little, impaicent from the queen's power over her. She wanted it, she wanted it now.​
 
The horse looked into her eyes and continued to work his way into her steamy insides. He pushed until he could feel her inner wall, and he began to push very slowly in and out of her. The horse reached out and held her hips as he thrust gently, letting her get used to his length and width.
 
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