The room that I was led into had an incredibly authentic feel to it. Hay littered the flooring and branding iron trammel were anchor deep into the walls at even intervals. concatenation zig-zagged across the varnished concrete but weren't currently hooked up to any animals. The room smelled faintly of excretory product, but not enough to be overwhelming or off-putting.

The space was otherwise empty-bellied, save for what I could only distinguish as an iron contraption anchored firmly in the marrow of the elbow room. This was my terminus, and my rope back were temporarily cut while one of my bodyguard began opening the device. I didn't run, of course of instruction, but instead watched with the growing excitement that one only feels when a novel new experience is imminent. My heart rate skipped along until the metallic element clanging ceased, and my two escorts wrapped their rough helping hand around my arms and dragged me into position.

That post was on my knees within the alloy, hands down on the trading floor in front end of me. Iron restraints locked my ankles to the trading floor, my knees against the metal duad, and my hip securely into place. A body-shaped batting cage contained my chest and head, limiting my vision to what was immediately in front of me and below me. Once all of the irons had been re-clasped, I found myself held firmly in this kneeling position with my ass stuck out into the air and my dick and balls dangling below me outside the contraption. In the musty air I felt incredibly vulnerable and my heart rate quickened.

With their job complete, my two escorts marched out the doubly doorway behind me, slamming each of them shut to secernate me I was now alone. But only for a moment. Behind the room access in strawman of me I could hear the approaching sound of barking. A dog barking. It grew closer and closer until the lock twisted in the threshold and it opened, revealing a hound of some unfamiliar breed who was held closely on a leash by his handler. This dog seemed aegir to run to me, but the handler held him firmly while the threshold was closed and re-latched. The disguise man looked at my vulnerable body momentarily before swiftly leading the dog around behind me and out of my subject field of vision.

My excitement had reached a fever sales talk of intensity as I knew the moment was imminent. After a duet of bark behind me I felt the tender dampness of a nose on my asshole, which was splayed wide to the human beings in this kneel position. There was a quick whiplash from a rough lingua across that spiritualist peel, but it was fleeting - the handler quickly pulled the dog back. My breath was close to hyperventilation at this point, but I needed postponement only seconds.

There was a sudden brush of fur on my exposed back. I felt mitt slide down my sides. Panted breathing became audible just above my ear. The dog's trunk shifted up my back as he mounted me, and I could suddenly finger his gentle leg start touching mine -

And then his turncock was there. It probed impatiently at my ass, hitting the aright inner side of my ass boldness. It bounced off but was back again almost immediately, probing for a hole that its instincts told it was there. My cock and ball rocked back and forth with the small, but forceful, impingement as he probed, probed, and then - penetrated.

I gasped as six column inch of fat dog cock slid effortlessly yesteryear my sphincter and into my rectum. It plowed into my ass as deeply as it could until I felt its balls bounce off my taint. The syncope bother from my sphincter was quickly overwhelmed by the fullness that dick gave my interior. It barely had a consequence to nuzzle into my juicy contours before he pulled it out and then rammed it back into me. I let out a cry of intense pleasure as this dog began fucking me relentlessly. His nates arced, dipped, and plowed in a shockingly degenerate rhythmic question. My ass was never empty for more than fractions of a indorse as he plunged every mm of his meat into me again and again. descent was rushing to my own shaft as it flapped back and forth from the effect, but it barely had meter to harden before the fun started.

With every new thrusting I could feel this dog's stopcock getting thicker. Each push became a little tougher for my sphincter muscle, and more filling for my inside, as his burl began to rapidly billow. My outcry were echoing off the walls now and as that bulge ceaselessly grew I did the only thing I could. I clenched. My sphincter sucked the cock and tangle right into me, pressing that fat bulge against the rampart of my rectum. The dog kept right on fucking me, even though he could no longer extract his cock from my ass. The mi ballooned to twice the sizing in instant and I screamed with pleasance as I became Buckminster Fuller than I'd ever been before. I felt a sudden lovingness in my belly as I felt that prick begin violently pulsating, spewing his cum deep into my ass. He came into me for almost 30 sec as his calendar method slowly dropped. As he slowed to a halt on my back I suddenly became aware of my own violent shaking within the iron harness.

Then there was a tug. It was lightheaded, but firm, against my sphincter muscle. Terrified to let that thick knot pop out of me, I squeezed shut as firmly as I could. But the dog persisted. And not only did he run, but he seemed confident that he would win. He slipped off of my back and I felt him turn, twisting his cock as he came to be ass to ass to me. With this newfound leveraging he gave a stronger thrust that I almost failed to sustain. Then he gave one final push and I felt nine in of engorged nautical mile and cock rip right past my sphincter and out of my body. I squealed at the stinging bother, but it subsided quickly as my bowel rearranged themselves.

The handler, hardly pausing at all, quickly reemerged in my field of purview in front man of me with the dog at his side of meat. I could see the cock that had violated me swinging between his legs as the animal trainer left the elbow room with him. And just like that, I was left in quiet with my erect cock gently pulsating in the air and a torrent of dog cum dripping down my legs. Two arcminute passed before I heard the barking coming once again. But this metre it had a far deeply delivery to it. The bark sounded more minacious and more frequent. It didn't auditory sensation like a one dog.

The door suddenly flew open air and my affectionateness dropped out of my chest. What walked through the doorway was not a dog. It was a wolf. It was nearly three times the size of it of the premature dog and considerably larger than me. My shaking within the metal cage became quite audible as this beast looked down at me. As it strode into the room I realized with horror that this wolf was not chained. It had gratuitous reign. It entered the room and moved around the edges outside of my field of thought behind me. But just as I lost sight of it my care was redirected to the unresolved door. Not just one, but four more than masher strode unchained into the room. This was a pack.

The mixer club became ostensible quickly. I felt a rough, fond tongue Menachem Begin lapping at my hanging balls, but a thick growl and then a yelp indicated that the alpha had shooed it away. I was at the mercy of these idle beast, and it was unclear if it would even be potential for someone to hold back them from doing what they wanted.

After a minute of vocal dorsum and forth, I felt fur Begin grazing my back again. The alpha was so large that he barely needed to mount his exercising weight onto me - he simply stepped over me. His skin chafed up against my backbone through the fur and I could feel his heart beating. I could suddenly feel something - something large - grazing up against my shit. The wolf was more accurate than the dog. A giant cock - possibly ten column inch long - plunged into my ass. It went so trench it ran into a bulwark that I could palpate give way for an spear carrier in. The fullness was utterly flood out as the wolf's stopcock filled every available box of my rectum. The woman chaser ripped his peter out of me and then plunged in again, quickly picking up a savage pace that put the dog to shame. My moan became an almost uninterrupted pleasurable shrieking as this elephantine beast ravaged me mercilessly.

Soon enough I began to feel his naut mi swelling inside me. My sphincter muscle could barely handle his cock to begin with, so I clenched far sooner. This had unexpected result. The grayback ballooned almost immediately and filled my rectum to the point that it started exerting noticeable pressure on my bladder and prostate. I could find the pressure climb, mounting, mounting - until my body could take away no more. A reflex triggered inside me that immediately pushed to eject the giant wolf tool. My enteric muscular tissue, in unison, tried to push it out with the greatest personnel they could come up. Not only did the knot not budge, it continued to rise. As I buckled into this reflexive action mechanism I lost control of my vesica. Piss streamed out of my still rock-hard turncock and sprayed the floor. The physiological reaction continued, uncontrollably and unsuccessfully, for almost 10 seconds after which I gasped for air. I had barely taken a full breathing space before the swelling gnarl once again triggered the reflex, emptying Sir Thomas More of my bladder out onto the floor. In between spray of urine I could see prospicient current of cum flowing out of my cock. I realized with breathtaking pleasure that this skirt chaser's cock was milking me.

The wolf let out a deep yip. I felt a sudden ebullition of lovesome cum spray into my belly as the knot finally stopped growing. eruption after bang hit my inside, slowing filling me. After what seemed like an eternity the wolf twitched as it attempted to dismount me. The vellication was enough to spark off the muscle reflex again, but this prison term it was successful. In an incredibly relieving flavour, the grotesque greyback and cock popped out of me. By this point my sphincter was so battered and lubricated with cum that I barely registered the pain.

Hyperventilating, I tried desperately to recover my breath. But it wasn't more than a few seconds before I felt fur on my back again. It was another skirt chaser's turn. Another monstrous cock penetrated late into me and I couldn't assist but yelp. I was drooling down my chin by this point as the relentless fucking began anew. I couldn't take another knot. I was going to destroy my abdominal muscles. As the cock began to grow in cinch, I tried to clench while the mile was outside of me. I succeeded - but only for a moment. With a emphatic poking, the growing Calidris canutus popped into me. And so the reflex action erupted, unsuccessfully, yet again.

Over the course of the following hour this pack of woman chaser relentlessly fucked my ass. By the 7th or eighth fucking my body had grown used to the fullness, but by then my bladder had already been completely emptied on the concrete floor. As the live engorged woman chaser stopcock slid its way out of my anatomical sphincter, cum poured out of my ass, down my leg, and into the puddle that had formed beneath me. The former wolves were laying down in strawman of me, panting and evidently tired, until the alpha rejoined them. There were a few minutes of unusual quiet until the door in front line of me opened once again. This attracted the skirt chaser attention, and after a few seconds they took off down the hall as though being commanded or baited by mortal out of view. The door was closed behind them, and I collapsed against the alloy restraints that continued to hold in me in position.

I heard the stunt woman doors behind me open and, in bitchiness of the flood out pleasure I'd experienced, felt immense relief that it was over. But after several second base, my accompaniment did not reappear by my English. Instead I heard a very different sound - heavy breathing and a characteristic clunking - that reignited my heartrate. This wasn't theatrical role of the course of study. I didn't pay for this. Surely that couldn't be what I thought it was.

I tried desperately to separate out my head in the constraints to look behind me, but to no avail. Then a strait beneath me attracted my tending and I looked down to the story. Between my legs, through all of the cum and piss, a mirror was pushed into position. At this angle I could see my own engorged cock and the cum dripping out of my ass, down my legs, and down my balls. Then I saw the silhouette I so feared.

A stallion walked into the room behind me and was led forward by two handlers. They guided him to carefully walk over me - he was tall enough that there was still at least two feet of clearance above my kneeling form. And then I was suddenly moving. The iron cage constraining me began moving upwards - hoisted on a program that had apparently been hidden beneath the base. As it slowly moved me upwards to the ideal situation, I felt the horse's cock brush my ass cheeks.

This was really going to occur. The horse was going to fuck me. Fear was gripping me, but so too was the enjoyable temptation. I'd come this far.

The handler stepped back out of my view and I saw, through the mirror below me, the entire's flaccid eight-inch shaft hanging in the air. It was so close to me. It was so big.

Then the men of one of the handlers came into view. It began gently massaging that flabby cock - building up the prediction. It took only a few s of this stimulation for the cock to engorge and nearly double in size. The tip flared outward - it must have been at least 18 column inch long. It was a monster. And I was so fucking excited.

A handler gave the buck a straightaway pat on the rear, which triggered it all. The horse took mastery. Its cock came to life sentence and prodded at my ass, which was mere inch in front of it. It bounced off my right ass cheek - it was so forceful - once, twice, then - PENETRATION.

The irrupt principal of the stallion's prick found my flared asshole. The head pushed through the cum-covered opening and into my cum-soaked rectum. Two inches, then four, then eight. It slammed into the rampart of my bowel before even half of the monster was inside of me. I screamed both in pleasure and pain as it withdrew and then plunged again. This time, the force was so great, and my insides so pliable, that my intestines hang and he violated my second sphincter. Another two inches sunk into me. Then four, then six. The sensation of having 14 column inch of horse cock inside my ass was so intense that I came immediately. My putz convulsed beneath me as I screamed in farthest delight. What footling cum I still had left splattered the mirror. Nothing had ever been so cryptical inside me. And it was so, so thick.

I watched this cock fucking me and saw its silhouette in my stomach. With each jab I watched the jut pushing out of me. And with each thrust my intestines gave way a little more. Fifteen inches… sixteen inches… I was taking so much that the entire's monumental testis had begun to touch my ass with each thrust. Then, suddenly, I was taking it all. Its balls were slapping my taint. I was in a euphoria of ace that I couldn't have imagined. And then the hosiery opened up.

I'd never felt such air pressure inside of me. The horse vocalized as it started cumming, and a erratum firehose of cum erupted recondite within. I felt it gush into the cryptical parts of my interior in a relentless, seemingly never ending, stream of Equus caballus cum. Saliva was running down my face as I came yet again. A gutteral groan escaped my lips so loudly that it echoed around the sleeping room. It was the most indescribably amazing moment of my life. giant balls slapping me. Over a human foot and a half of horse putz, soaked in savage cum, so deep that I could see it protruding from my stomach. Hot horse cum spraying into me that was so voluminous that I was starting to find full. My erect cock dribbling whatever cum was left in my nut. And the mirror below me, soaked in my own cum, which showed me everything as it unfolded.

I had no mother wit of time as the horse stopped thrusting and finished unloading its seed into me. It shifted its weight around with some impatience and I could feel his prick start to go flaccid. This in and of itself was a sense as I felt this suddenly uncrystallised Snake unwind itself inside of me. Through my shaking I could suddenly feel a human mitt on my ass nerve as the entire prepared to pluck out. In the mirror I could see the handler, nerve obscured, holding a giant plug in his other hand. He teased the horse cock out of my ass, but just as a inundation of cum from unlike beast was about to comply, he shoved the plug into situation. It slid into me and the sucking and size held it firmly against the tsunami inside of me.

I let out one final groan of pleasure before the horse was led out of the room. My experience had come to a blissful end. As I waited there in my cage for the coach to rend me out and send me to clean up, I rocked back and Forth. I delighted in the jiggle of my engorged stomach beneath me. The fullness was so comforting ... I knew that plug was n't going anywhere anytime soon .