Goldie grinned inwardly in anticipation. She loved it when Madame encouraged her to be uppity, because then she would be “rewarded” with punishments and more restriction. She shook out her long hair and prepared herself to respond as authentically to the next stallion as possible. Reginald led the tall, dark haired man with the black butt plug horsetail to her side. He leaned in to her as if to smell her, then pulled quickly and tugged forcefully at the lead rope as he tried to get behind her. He used his torso to push at her back, trying to force her back down into mare position, and snapped at her neck and shoulders to bite at them as a randy stallion would. She whinnied loudly and tried to kick backwards, the breeding hobbles preventing her from actually landing a kick. Then she danced away, trying the same shoulder trick she had used on Jonathan earlier. Her owner was too experience to be taken in by such a ploy and Goldie wasn’t able to free herself despite giving it her best try.
Madame Carnegie clucked under her breath as if disappointed. “I was afraid it would come to this,” she said as she walked Goldie in a circle to calm her down. Goldie whinnied again, a loud wordless sound of rebellion. If her owner wanted a show of defiance, she was going to get one! “We’re going to have to use more aggressive measures with the mare and stallion. Reginald, back him off a ways away. Sally you can help me with the breeding table.” She gave the scrub wearing woman her name for the first time. Sally eagerly helped lead Goldie to the vaulting table and coax her to lean over it. Madame removed the vet stretch wrap around her wrists and bound them under the table with real, thick leather cuffs that already hung there ready to restrain her. Then, Madame walked calmly to the wall where a number of breeding implements hung and selected a spacer bar. She returned and with Sally’s help forced Goldie’s legs apart and attached the bar at her ankles. She was totally restrained now and couldn’t stand up or close her legs no matter how hard she tried. “I regret having to do this,” Madame said as she checked all the bindings. “I find it helps to stimulate the teats during breeding and I cannot access them in this way. Still, the vagina is in easy reach for myself and the stallion and that is the main thing. Reginald, lead him to her slowly. Make him smell her hindquarters and don’t let him mount until I give you the go ahead.” Reginald tipped his hat politely with his free hand and started cautiously leading the fractious stallion back to Goldie’s hindquarters. She made a threatening, low whinnying sound as he approached her and wished that she could try again to kick backwards without being throw off her feet by the spacer bar. Out of the corner of her eyes she could just catch a glimpse of him, his impressively long cock bouncing and the black tail butt plug streaming out behind him. He obediently leaned over to sniff at her backside and vagina but then he started to struggle again against Reginald’s hold. Calmly, Madame picked up an overlooked horse whip from the sawdust floor and thwacked him hard on his bare ass. Oh, thought Goldie. So that’s what he was after. He likes it rough. Twice Reginald backed him off and twice Madame Carnegie had to give his ass stinging blows with the leather tipped whip. When his ass was covered in red stripes he finally seemed to have had enough and he approached Goldie’s ass sedately. She was trembling by this time. She wanted to be filled up again so badly and the delay was killing her.
“You may let him mount, Reginald. Mind his mouth.” Without any further delay the big man was on her back thrusting his bouncing cock at her. Even though he had his hands free he did not use them, but poked and prodded at her until he finally found her slick opening. He slid home easily and filled every single centimeter of her. She squealed when she felt the head bump her cervix. Oh god, this was going to be a hard fuck. He started going at her, thrusting fast and deep. His large, dangling balls slapped her ass and cunt lips with every inward thrust. She splayed herself over the vault table, moaning and gripping the floor with her toes as he pounded away at her. She was totally restrained and could do nothing to stop his hard fucking. He started to make low moaning sounds that meant he was going to come soon, and before Goldie even knew what was happening, she was being filled with wave after wave of his seed. She thought he would rest and pull off, but after only a second he started pounding her ass again! Reginald looked at Madame Carnegie for guidance. The normally stoic woman raised one graceful eyebrow in surprise but nodded to the groom. “I’ll allow it. The key is getting her topped afterall. What a fine specimen this one is, once you can get his high spirits tamed. Next time we shall use a lead shank with him,” she said, referring to the length of chain used on the end of lead ropes of some intractable horses. Generally it is wrapped around the nose or the gums or some other tender part of the head to allow for better control. The stallion seemed to hear this and pounded Goldie even more fiercely. Oh he liked it rough alright! Madame Carnegie walked over and rubbed the human stallion’s ass and legs all over as if feeling for his muscles. He moaned again and she smacked his rump with the open palm of her hand much harder than a friendly pat. He seemed to love it and started to fuck Goldie even harder. She moaned and fought to keep her leg muscles strong. She wasn’t going to cum this time, he was too long and hit her in a different place, but that didn’t mean she didn’t love the hot rod pistoning into her again and again.
Just then, Madame reached her graceful fingers under their fucking bodies and started playing with her engorged clit. Goldie squealed in pleasure and surprise and lifted her head to look back. She was aware that all the male watchers, even the stallion who had fucked her first, were staring at her with glassy eyes and huge hardons. She would be smug about that, but the intense pleasure of the hard fucking and the caressing of her cunt took up too much of her concenration. It only took a few seconds under her owner’s experienced fingers for her to cum, but she got no rest from either the huge pounding cock or the wiggling fingers. For a minute she thought the stimulation would be more than she could bear and she would explode, but then her arousal started to build again. The stallion needed longer to come his second time so he pounded hard for a good five minutes before he finally roared and came into her again. By this time, Goldie had worked her way back up to orgasm and came with another, animalistic squeal as Madame Carnegie smiled over them both.
The second stallion finally pulled out with a wet, slick schlorping sound. A bigger stream of cum dribbled out her hole and all the way down her legs. She noticed that King’s Ransom was trembling with exhaustion as he was led back to the line of stallions. There was a short pause as Goldie breathed hard into the padded table and recovered, and then Madame started personally unhooking some of her restraints and allowing her to stand from the table. Goldie leaned back, stretching her back and feeling more of the hot fluid trickling out of her as she stood upright.
“It’s best if the mare has as much freedom as possible,” she said to Sally as if she were instructing her. “With a stallion like the last it is best to err on the side of safety, but Zambezi isn’t known for being too rough with the mares. Let’s see how he behaves. I think the mare is ready again.” Goldie wasn’t, not quite, but when she saw the huge dark man approaching her she couldn’t help but tremble with anticipation. Just as he came to her she was struck with inspiration, and went down on her hands and knees on the sawdust floor that was already splattered with the cum of the two men before this one. She lowered her front end, letting her ass wave high in the air with her wrapped tail streaming like a banner above it. Madame Carnegie allowed herself a small chuckle. “Ah yes you can see the mare is quite willing now. I’ve noticed that the mares tend to favor this one. Connor, bring him forward, please.” The groom obediently led the stallion even closer, letting him smell and touch Goldie. Then he led him behind her to observe her cunt which she winked at him impudently. “Give him his head,” Madame said, judiciously, and Connor immediately unhooked his lead. Except for the breeding hobbles she still wore both of them were free. For a second Goldie considered getting back up and letting him chase her around a little bit, but she was too lustful and only lifted her ass up higher for him. She felt him set
tling down on the ground behind her with his thick thighs wedged tightly between her widely spread legs. He put his arms on either side of her, but he was so large that they went over her shoulders. Then he drew her to him as his cock entered her. It was... intense. He was so strong and so firm it was like a force of nature was at work pushing her backward as inexorably as gravity itself. He wasn’t forceful, he was a force. She was pinned under his gentle but unrelenting firmness just as surely as she had been when she was tied with the spacer bar between her legs.
He started to fuck her, starting more slowly than the other two stallions had done. Her initial estimate had been correct, his cock wasn’t any smaller than Pan Pipe’s had been and it filled her up nicely. She moaned as her small tits began to sway slowly in time with his pounding. The skin of her ass rippled with each smack. Experimentally, she tried to pull forward and away from his cock, but it was as if he hadn’t even noticed as he continued to hold her just as firmly. She couldn’t move an inch. She surrendered completely, arching her back and moaning as his hot cock slipped wetly in and out of her. He began to speed up, and her tits bounced and waved more and more as her whole body rocked with his. Unlike the other two stallions who had not used their hands on her, Zambezi snaked one of his huge hands between the thighs and tickled her clit as he fucked her. She had lost count of how many times she had come by now, but the touch combined with the feeling of being totally, utterly in his control sent her careening for another climax. Before he had even cum she has orgasmed again, and her firm ass was still twitching in after-orgasm spasms when he, too, went rigid and splashed his warm seed into her dripping cunt.
He rested on her for a while and seemed to stand up somewhat reluctantly. She liked the feeling of being close to him and started to wonder if she could find an opportunity to have “pasture sex,” or unguided sex with him. Goldie was of course a huge fan of mare position, but she would have liked to try riding the big man.
Her regret at losing his cock was only temporary, though. Madame Carnegie still had one trick up her sleeve. Goldie was starting to tire from all the fucking so her owner put her with her chest and stomach spread again over the vaulting table. This time, though, she wasn’t restrained. Madame was counting on her exhaustion to be restraint enough. And that’s probably not far off, thought Goldie. I’ve still got a little something left in me but I’m going to really enjoy my rub down and bath tonight! The ponygirl rested as she watched Madame and the scrub wearing girl named Sally with interest. Sally had removed the semen sample collected yesterday from a refrigerated container and was starting to transfer it to a syringe and pipette with all the care and precision of a person preparing to inseminate a mare with a champion sire. Goldie wondered absently who the stallion might be. She would have to ask Gypsy about him later. When Sally’s preparations were finished, Madame stripped off her jacket and tied her apron back on firmly. Then she put on an arm length, lubricated glove exactly the type used with livestock. Was she...?
The palomino ponygirl’s eyes widened in shock. Her owner had communicated to her that this was a goal of their time together, but Goldie hadn’t expected it to come today- not with so much else being planned! She felt suddenly energized and hot all over again. Madame was going to inseminate her just like a mare, which meant having her whole hand inside Goldie! Quickly, Goldie went over everything she had read about fisting in her mind: lubrication, patience, relaxation. Well... they certainly had lubrication covered. The cum of three men, one of whom had blown in load in her twice, still dribbled freely down her leg. The glove itself was lubricated, and Madame was busily squirting yet more water based lube into the palm of her hand and working it all over the fingers.
“Sally, be ready to give me the pipette when I tell you,” Madame said as she approached Goldie’s behind. The ponygirl could hear the excitement in her owner’s voice and she shuddered again. It was so rare for Madame’s cool, dominate facade to crack, and the fact that the british woman was just as turned on as she was made Goldie even hotter. As Madame got closer and closer to her she flared her hole trying to show her eagerness and willingness to try to new maneuver. Madame clucked and made soothing sounds to her. “Steady, there’s a good girl.” She caressed Goldie’s ass and back with her left hand which had a close fitting latex glove. Then, slowly, she inserted the first two fingers of her right hand with the full arm glove into Goldie’s slick hole. The ponygirl made low, animal sounds and strained to push against the hand, forcing the fingers deeper. After her day’s long fucking, two little fingers didn’t feel like much and she was excited to feel the stretching. Madame Carnegie put in another finger, then another. Goldie wiggled her ass and opened herself as wide as she could. This is as far as she’d ever gone before. Four fingers inside her was the most she’d had, and she felt so full already that she couldn’t imagine how the rest of Madame’s hand would fit inside her, but she was willing to try. Slowly, her owner started to push the upper part of her palm inside. A wave of cum was forced out of her, displaced by Madame’s hand. Goldie tensed up as the stretching began to burn and Madame stopped, waiting patiently without moving her hand a centimeter in one direct or another. Gradually, the burning sensation went away. Madame brought her other hand down to play with Goldie’s clit, and the wonderful sensation made it easier to accept the rest of her owner’s knuckles which slid in easily. Madame tucked her thumb in close to her palm. Her hand was turned upwards with the palm and thumb facing in the same direction as Goldie’s asshole.Madam pulled upward slightly, stretching Goldie as she vigorously rubbed her clit.
“A bit more lubrication, Sally,” Madame demanded, and the girl poured a generous glob over the gloved wrist which still waited to ram home in the quivering mare. Goldie tried to force herself to relax. She wanted the hand inside her so badly. By degrees, Madame Carnegie pushed her hand further and further in. Goldie could feel her fingers curling into a fist inside her as Madame’s wrist forced its way inside of her. She squealed as the burning started again and Madame stopped, but this time she recovered quickly and made low moaning sounds to try to tell her owner that she wanted to continue. All of a sudden, Goldie realized that they had done it! The wrist had finally slipped inside her. Her very own owner’s whole hand was inside her body! She trembled with joy and arousal and came up onto her tiptoes. Madame stopped rubbing her clit and held her left hand out to Sally. “The pipette,” she said brusquely. Goldie could hear the thick horniness in Madame’s voice and she reveled in it. She felt the small sensation of the long, thin tube being snaked in past Madame’s wrist and into her cunt. It was so tiny it didn’t do anything to stretch her further, but she could feel it when the sterile tip of it bumped her cervix. Madame would not force it past her the mouth of her cervix as with a real breeding horse, but she did hold the tip directly against it as she direct Sally to depress the plunger of the huge syringe. Goldie could feel the steady stream of semen washing into her body and joining the jizz and lube already filling her cunt. Gypsy hadn’t been lying- they’d gotten a lot of cum out of just one man! As soon as she was safely inseminated and the pipette and syringe withdrawn, Madame Carnegie started fucking Goldie gently with her whole, fisted hand. It was like nothing the human mare had ever felt before, and she dug her fingernails into the padded top of the table as she came even higher up on her toes and spread her legs as far as they would go. It was like every portion of her inside was being massaged, and she knew immediately that she wouldn’t even need her clit to be touched to get off. She gripped at Madame’s wrist with her cunt muscles, trapping her hand for a second before letting it go. The power to hold her owner inside filled her with another kind of pleasure and she seized the whole hand more than once, wriggling her ass slightly when Madame was trapped inside.
But after the gentle beginnings, Goldie knew that she wanted Madame to fuck her harder. How to tell her without breaking character? She looked over her shoulder and made low whickering sounds, shifting her weight from foot to foot and casting heavy lidded
, aroused looks at Madame, the cameras, and everyone else in the room. Finally, she seemed to get the point across. Her owner adjusted her position slightly, digging her black leather boots into the ground and leaning forward for better leverage. Then she started fucking Goldie hard with her entire fisted hand. “I find... it helps... the mare’s fertility... to orgasm after insemination,” Her voice was punctuated with the thrusts as she instructed Sally and pounded at Goldie. Sally bit her lip and watched in rapt fascination as Madame’s refined, delicate hand ravaged Goldie. The ponygirl realized that the fucking was making her have to pee, and after a moment’s hesitation she let herself go, dribbling a tiny bit of urine with the lube and cum that was flowing freely from her. “That is normal,” Madame said and she didn’t let up for a second, grabbing Goldie by the shoulder. With a high pitched squeal which turned into a whinny, Goldie had the biggest orgasm she had ever had in her life. Lights seemed to flash before her eyes and her world spun as she clung to the padded table, trying to recover from this last and greatest fucking. Gently and with some reluctance, Madame Carnegie slowly withdrew her hand and removed her gloves carefully, disposing of them in the bio bag Sally held out to her. Goldie moaned and smiled slightly as she struggled to compose herself. The cameraman brought one camera closer to record her tired, red, fucked ass and cunt. It was so swollen, she was certainly going to be sore for days!
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