Captured Assassin
By Feedseed.
The door to her cell was opened as the usual sight of her warden appeared. He was not an overly attractive chap, smelling of sweat and hard liquor, but he kept her locked away, and that’s all her captors needed of him.
“Right then, slut. The guv’nor will be wanting you for a show tonight. Get dressed and ready. Don’t want to keep the guv waiting.”
She nodded and waited as he brought in a tub and filled it with hot water, bringing in various things for her to make herself presentable and then putting out her clothes for the evening.
It was her old assassin robes, washed and kept in pristine condition. It was to be one of THOSE shows.
She bathed quickly, making sure her skin was flawlessly clean and left no foul scent anywhere on her body, giving her firm D-cup breasts more attention. She came out of the shower and dried herself off, putting on some red lipstick before combing her long dark hair into its usual braided bun, some wisps of it falling lightly on her face.
She put on her robes and dark gloves, raising the hood of her robes to cover her face as her jailor came in, looked her over, and grunted in approval.
“That should do the trick, but as it’s going to be one of THOSE shows for the guv, I best believe I should get you ready, luv. On the bed, that’s a good girl.”
She didn’t protest. After all these years, she was beyond protesting. She was completely broken.
“Of course.” She answered, removing the trousers of her robes and laying down on the rough bed of hay that she always slept in as the jailor came forward, dropping his trousers and pants to reveal a hard and thick 9-inch cock with huge testicles that hung low in his ballsack.
Evie spread her legs apart as the filthy man climbed on top of her and, with a quick thrust born of familiarity after so long a time as her jailor, went balls deep with his cock into Evie’s snatch, her pussy lips giving way as he began to pound into her slowly with grunts of pleasure.
“Ahhh, still so tight slut. To think you were some noble lady before the guvnor showed you who’s boss. Fuckin hell! And the things he makes you do. Part those pretty lips, luv. Kiss, Daddy.” He said, Evie, doing as commanded.
Her lips parted slightly, only for the disgusting man to paste his own onto hers. His tongue entered her mouth, pushing his saliva into her already wet mouth as his tongue searched and licked every part of her mouth, from her gums to her pearl-white teeth like a dog, before slipping out, leaving a thick line of spit connecting their lips as he cocks thrusts began to get more fast and eager as he was fixing to blow his load.
“Ughhh. I’m gonna cum in this tight cunt. Get ready slut. I’m going to fucking cream this pussy. Mmmphhh.” He said, his last words coming out as he kissed Evie hard, his cock letting out thick streams of baby-making seed into her pussy Evie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she screamed into the kiss as she came at the feel of the man’s thick sperm hitting her cervix.
One long minute passed before the flow tapered off from his dick, and he pulled out slowly from the former assassin’s creamed cunt, letting her silky pussy walls grab and milk his cock of any leftover cum and watching in fascination as his thick jizz began to pour from her love chamber when he finally pulled out.
“That was great slut. I’m sure the horses are going to love you tonight. And with how much cum I pushed into that pussy, it should be much easier for you to take ’em.”
She only nodded, still feeling the effects of her orgasm as she weakly put on her trousers and walked out of the cell, followed by her jailor, the feel of his cum still leaking on her pants ever-present.
*****
She was taken to her current owner’s estate in the city, and as the sun went down, the sky turned dark. They found him waiting for them in the stables.
He was a handsome man with blonde hair. He wore an expensive, tailored brown suit, and an expensive ruby cross necklace hung from his neck.
A Templar.
“Ahh, Miss Frye. I’m so glad you could make it. I’m having a little get-together today and need someone to tend to the horses. I’m sure you’ve been taught how to do so, no?” He asked as she nodded silently.
“Excellent, I’ll leave you to it then. I’ll come back sometime later to see your progress. Ta-Ta.”
Her jailor went to sit on a nearby stool as she walked over to two of the nearest horses, one Black and another brown, removing her hood as she did so and feeling her mouth water as they looked upon the two equine animals. The very thought of tasting their semen was enough to cause her to drool. Ever since she had been forcefully trained to do so to entertain some guests, she had loved to drink horse cum.
She walked over to both horses, patting their heads softly and cooing to them lovingly, sweet words comforting them and making them less jumpy and more relaxed. She then removed her trousers, though she left her boots on, slipping her pants off as the horses watched her. They smelt the juices from her aroused pussy but did not react as if it was a human female, not a horse. They needed more stimulation.
She went behind the brown horse, lifting the stallion’s swishing tail to reveal its tightly shut asshole, and below it, it’s a huge sack, its thick equine cock still sheathed for the moment. She fondled its balls, feeling the large testicles and the mass amount of horse sperm sloshing within its sack. Leaving it alone, she slipped two fingers of each gloved hand slowly into the tight hole of the horse’s ass, prying it open as the horse neighed in confusion. Evie pasted her lips over the open hole and let her tongue slip into its ass.
(Oh, Good heavens! The taste alone is driving me nuts. And the smell! Ohhh. I can’t get enough.”)
The horse neighed at the intrusion but did not resist, its hooves hitting the ground nervously before Evie let her tongue slip out of its ass and gave its puckered asshole a deep kiss, leaving a large red lipstick mark on the closed hole. She then went on her knees below its nut sack, licking and kissing the huge balls, leaving wet, deep red kiss stains all over its soft sack, sucking the balls into her wet mouth as the horse neighed in pleasure.
THUMP!!
So intent in her ministrations, she hadn’t even felt the horse’s cock unsheathe and extend, the large and thick 18-inch knob-headed equine baby maker towering above her head, the piss hole at its knobhead leaking a thick stream of pre cum. Evie licked her lips and tucked a stray hair from her bun behind her ear as she crawled over to the head of the brown horse’s cock, all the while feeling it up and gazing in awe at its size and dark brown color.
She gave a kiss at its piss hole, covering it in red lipstick before opening her mouth as wide as possible and beginning to swallow the equine appendage, inch by inch, its knobbed head disappearing inside her mouth past her red lips. The horse, feeling its cock being hilted in something warm, wet, and tight, began to push forward, making Evie’s dark eyes widen as she tried to slow the pace, only for the horse to snort and neigh louder, pushing in deep as it could.
She felt a barrel roll under and laid her arms on it for support and then saw from the corner of her straining eye, her jailor lead the black horse she had left out towards her pussy, its cock unsheathed and ready, all twenty thick inches of it!
She felt her jailor place the horse’s cock at her cunts entrance, the knobbed head slipping in before instinct took over. The horse surged Forward, slipping 18 of its 20 inches of horse dick inside her pussy, pushing open and past her cervix and hitting the head of her womb before the horse in her mouth did the same, pushing 16 inches deep into her throat and letting it stop at the entrance to her belly. Evie Frye was completely spit roasted on horse cock.
“Hope ya hungry slut. Those fellas seem to be packing a mighty thick and backed-up load for ya.” Her jailor said with a smirk. Indeed, she knew. As soon as Evie had begun kissing and sucking on the horse’s unwashed and smelly jizz filled balls and cock, she had known.
The horses had begun to fuck her as best as they could, only to find their cocks stuck within their tight and wet sleeves. They needed a lubricant of sorts, and their thick equine cum would be best. The horses were already on Edge; they just needed an extra nudge to orgasm, and it would be over.
The jailor decides to help them. Crawling underneath the horse in Evie’s pussy, he looked at her stuffed cunt and saw her little red clit. Careful to avoid the smelly equine cock, the jailor gave her clit a nice long suck and kiss, causing Evie’s eyes to widen as she shouted onto the stiff cock in her stuffed mouth, and her pussy tightened on the cock in her overfilled pussy. That was all they needed.
The horses began to buck and neigh louder than before as their balls began to lose their contents into their mate for the night. Evie’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as the horse cock in her mouth began to piss out thick and smelly backed-up horse spunk into her belly, the horse in her pussy not falling far behind as it began to hose her womb and pussy full of horse sperm.
(“It’s too much. Their Cumming too much. I can feel their thick loads filling me up. My belly and womb feel so full. I’m going to pass out.”)
Evie had begun to frantically slap at the underbelly of the horses, only for them to snort in annoyance and unleash even more cum into her two holes. Spit and cum raced up Evie’s blocked throat and mouth, escaping through her nose and the little spaces between her stretched lips as the cum in her womb began to surge out of her fully packed cunt and splash onto the stables cobblestone floor. Her eyes finally rolled back as she lost consciousness and blacked out, the feeling of her belly bloating with cum the last thing she registered.
*****
The jailor comes back from his meal to find Evie on the floor, the horse’s cocks having finally slipped from her mouth and pussy and a great deluge of horse sperm leaking from her pussy, and her belly bloated slightly and full of the thick, equine gunk.
He was about to find a blanket to cover her up, only for the two horses to neigh and shoot the last of their thick and hot cum all over Evie’s body, covering her in a blanket of warm and thick horse semen.
The jailor shrugged and left the stables whistling a soft tune. He hoped Miss Frye wasn’t tired from her ordeal. After all.…
There were still 17 horses in the stable she had yet to service.
The End.
