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A Star is Born

Part 2


Chapter 3


A Star is Born …



Well healed, the next episode of “It’s in the cards…” prepares to go live in less than half hour. Her body is worked on

sunrise to sunset, even her ass smells like sweet flowers on a spring morning. After a very thorough cleaning by her

maid staff, she was pampered like a “Queen for the Day”, swarmed by servants, massage therapists, stylists, makeup

artists, tailors, and many others, all applying their craft to her body throughout the day.



After a refreshing brief nap, she distractedly picks at the light meal, rearranging the food on her plate all the while,

overcome with FEAR. FEAR grips her and turns her blood cold. She is more than terrified to return to the set and

equally frightened to discover what the next card in the deck will reveal.



The attack and molestation by the beast shook her, yet, oddly, the attack also turned her on as betrayed by the cunt

juices that soaked her thighs. The more aggressive the animal became, the wetter her cunt grew. This did not go

unnoticed by the investment group and ideas for additional cards were jotted down for discussion at future meetings.



Someone in the hallway shouts out the number of viewers, a little more than 1.4 million users online anticipating the

broadcast of “It’s in the cards…”. Someone else begins the five minute countdown. Brushing her teeth and emptying

her bladder, she waits at the door on her knees for her master to lead her to the stage entrance.



Troy welcomes the studio and online audiences and provides background on the card selected for this show. The

imported horses were still at the stable pending flight arrangements to return to their respective countries. So the card

for this evening’s show is a “horse gangbang”. The card author wants her to be fucked and cum-filled in all three holes

each by a different horse.



The reconstruction of the arena includes ramps to protect the girl from being crushed under the weight and excitement

of the horses. The three studs each weigh at least 1,600+ pounds, tall in stature, broad, muscular backs, sporting

formidable hindquarters and massive cocks. Each animal was imported from different countries; a Percheron from

France, a Shire from England, and a Clydesdale from Scotland. None had been bred since the Horse-Fucking episode,

and all were exposed to pheromones and kept aroused most of the day.





The Percheron is led up the raised platform with his front hoofs propped high on the ramp, fully exposing his belly to the

slave girl beneath him. His chest contracts and expands as he sucks deep gusts of air into his lungs. Heat radiates from

his rib cage and sweat dampens his coat. His cock is barely visible partially hidden inside its protective sheath.



She hovers under the beast and inhales his musky animal scent. Almost immediately, her cunt juices up and her desire

kicks in. There is no hesitation on her part, she moves carefully until her lips reach the sheath. She flicks her tongue at

the entrance like a frog flicking insects. The muscle opens and slowly, inch by inch, she coaxes the mighty cock to full

arousal. Heavy in her hands, she lifts it to her lips and smothers it with warm saliva. She purses her lips and sucks little

bits of the fleshy tip into her mouth and strokes it with her tongue before releasing it and sucking in another tuft. She

slides both hands up and down the four foot solid steel pole, pumping it, teasing it, and smearing his pre-cum and her

spit the entire length.



Need and desire sizzles in her overheated cunt. She loves this wondrous cock and swirls her tongue in small circles on

the flatten tip. Hot female juices dribble and coat the inside of her thighs. The horse whinnies as his excitement and

interest in the girl mounts. His strong hind quarters lunge and thrust his cock in search of a warm, wet cunt to fuck. He

announces his frustration by stomping his hooves loudly against the support deck.



Unable to decide which hole she wants the animal to fuck, she stalls by bending over with her head low to the floor, butt

to the cock and straddling it between her wet thighs. She rides his stem like a magic broomstick, stimulating herself

from clit to ass, sliding her crack up and down the full length while supporting the tip in front of her with both hands.



Soon, his cock is soaked with her juices and sprays tiny sprouts of pre-cum on her dangling tits. She scoots her butt

farther back into his groin after realizing that she can ride the cock all the way up between her breasts. Her body see-

saws back and forth, sprouts of pre-cum from the horse’s cock drip from her swaying tits and under her chin.



Ducking her chin to her chest, the tip of his cock rests just outside her lips. It is sizzling hot and slippery against her belly

and between her legs. With her tongue extended as far as possible, she presses into his pee slit and circles the tip of her

tongue just inside the opening. Around and around about a half inch inside the animal’s cock, her determination grows;

she wants to devour every drop of his cum.



The audience fills the arena with chants as the mating excitement builds, some encouraging her to fuck the stem faster,

harder, while others scream for the horse to shove it down her throat.





Yet the girl is completely unaware of the audience so consumed by the mammoth cock in her hands. She makes

passionate love to the animal’s incredible manhood, thrusting, sliding, rubbing, riding it up and down the entire length.

Her tongue extends and swirls inside the tip as it glides between her slippery breasts and pauses just outside her lips.



Her pace quickens and the horse neighs and brays menacingly while his hindquarters thrust between her legs. Both are

near orgasm but neither seems to be able to “get there” and tension builds. The powerful workhorse is more than

stimulated by her fucking his cock, riding it like an out-of-control bull rider, hanging onto it as she fucks her body up and

down stem to stern and back again.



Her crack hums with vibrations. Shivers ripple up her spine. Tremors crawl down her legs. The room spins and her

vision blurs. His cock opens and sprays like a fire hose; large powerful bursts of horse cum fly into her waiting mouth,

way too much and too fast for her to swallow every drop. In the midst of an 8.5 on the orgasmic scale, her body seizes

and quivers and quakes almost violently.



The animal continues feeding small bursts of cum to her, rasping and snorting from the exertion. Seizures rack her body

as one long very intense fucking orgasm consumes her followed by a full gut-wrenching series of shorter orgasms, each

one infinitely more powerful than its predecessor.



His cock becomes too heavy for her to support; she can barely support herself, her legs are weak; she is lost in a post-

orgasmic fog. The horse is backed down the ramp and taken outside to cool down.



The girl is assisted by her Master and Troy, led away to have her body refreshed and prepared for the next horse during

intermission.



English Shires are a proud breed known for pulling the greatest amount of weight the farthest distance. Standing 18

hands, his black coat gleams in contrast to his white stockings and feathers. The stallion’s barreled back is broad, and his

legs are heavily muscled and well-defined.



The animal hovers above her, her lusty fragrance fuels his desire. The tip of his cock peeks from its sheath and then

bursts forward as his arousal mounts. His overall statue defines the word “stud” as his cock fully expands over three

feet in length. What frightens her most is the width; about six inches in circumference.





She must choose either her cunt or ass. Assessing his girth, she decides on cunt and bends forward until her back molds

to the animal’s chest. She spreads her legs wide allowing her cunt to flower open in anticipation of the horse’s cock.



The Shire thrusts his hips forward and positions his cock just outside her cunt. Juices flow non-stop and create a slick

target. The horse brays and lunges again and again, but always his cock slides up or down her crack instead of

penetrating her cunt.



Frustrated, he shifts his body, bends his legs and plunges full tilt. Startled by the brutality of his penetration, she

screams as his cock tears her cunt, too wide to accommodate his girth. Another thrust causes her cervix to jam into his

pee hole. Startled, he yanks his cock out then reconsiders and plunges hard attempting to fit his manhood completely

inside her body; an impossible feat.



She is alive and flooded with conflicting sensations, exotic pleasure and horrific pain, nothing exists in between. As the

pain increases, the pleasure does as well. And somewhere in between is an elusive orgasm of unprecedented

magnitude.



The stallion lunges again then pauses to tighten his front legs around her body. His thrusts increase as he nears his

release. She squeezes her cunt muscles around his cock and slides up and down the length; her cunt lips rub against his

searing hot stem, being sucked inside as he penetrates, then drawn outside as he withdraws.



He is hurting her, spearing her with his cock, splitting her body down the middle.



He is giving her so much pleasure especially with her cervix stuffed into his pee hole.



Her body is weightless as if floating on a velvet carpet surrounded by sweet rose petals.



Her eyes seem to see with outstanding clarity. Her body seems to feel pain yet easily converts it to astonishing pleasure.

Her mind seems to be high on lust as she soars up into the heavens fueled by an incredible chain of orgasms.



The horse sprays deep inside her cavity with his cock acting as a plug and locking his juices inside her body. Tiring from

holding the position, the horse reluctantly retracts his cock and backs away from her.





Her legs are wobbly and barely able to support her body. She is covered in a mixture of her sweat and the Shire’s. Cum,

both hers and his, runs down the inside of her thighs. Her hair is thickly matted with saliva that dropped onto her from

the Shire as he fucked her.



The audience is wild. The erotic atmosphere lends itself to private moments where owners order slaves to suck them

off. While the Shire fucks the slave girl, others without a slave have their hands in their pants and masturbate as she

fucks the horse.



And far too soon, the animal finishes and is led away to his stall. As the next horse is brought in, a brief intermission is

held to allow the girl to freshen up for her last horse fucking session. This time, she will have to take the massive cock

up her ass.








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