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Please note that this story is intended for fantasy and fictional purposes only.
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He counted it down to the very moment as he sprang up the garden path, eyes fixed on the oak door awaiting him, black painted detailing depicting a four-legged horse leaning over a half stable door. It reminded him of his time working at a stable yard, though at what work that particular enterprise involved a stranger would be hard pressed to uncover.\n\nThe horse nipped his lip as he opened the door, allowing it to swing wide with a creak: the hinges seemed in perpetual need of oiling. He would have to get on that later. The empty downstairs beckoned, coolness radiating from within. He stretched out his head and lipped the air, eager to be out of the heat and into something a little more comfortable.\n\n``Emma?'' He called into the spacious hallway, shirt clinging to his back as perspiration soaked through his short coat.\n\n``Upstairs.''\n\nThe word was sharp, curt, and he pricked his ears, cock growing hard within his boxers. That was her `mistress' voice. It still made him quiver.\n\nWith bated breath, he made his way slowly up the stairs, flanked by smooth, polished banisters, and paused outside the bedroom door, tail flicking restlessly as if to swat away a fly. Nerves, however, were not as easily dissuaded as flies and he could do nothing for them besides to take the plunge. His heart hammered and he swallowed, mouth dry. Even the beauty of Emma's home could not draw his eye on this particular day.\n\nHe slipped through a gap wide enough to only fit his body, opening the door the bare minimum required. Smiling faintly, Carter met Emma's eyes, losing himself in their icy depths. The black anthro mare rolled her shoulders so that the blue silk brassiere settled more comfortably over her breasts, accentuated with black thread in the finest, spidery detail. The underwear on her bottom half matched in a like, ocean-blue shade, set off by the glow of health in her coat. Carter's breath caught and he struggled to breathe, lungs sticking in the moment.\n\nEmma was breathtaking.\n\n``Hi Mistress Emma,'' he mumbled, suddenly abashed.\n\nLetting his forelock fall over his eyes, the stallion snorted softly and slid his gaze away from the stockier mare, her Shetland pony heritage shining through. Her paw instantly cupped his chin and raised his muzzle the fraction required so that she could look him in the eyes; there was little difference in their heights.\n\n``Clothes off.''\n\nNo introductions? Carter shivered, tail flagging over his rump. The difference between the sweet, caring mare that held him close on a winter's night and this dominant pony with a twinkle in her eye was as different as black and white. Yanking his t-shirt over his head, he dropped the bundle of cloth on the floor, revealing a smooth, lightly muscled back that was still lean from yard work. His jeans, scuffed and torn, met a similar fate, kicked off in a pile of rumpled fabric. Blushing, he slipped his boxers down to join them, their removal showing off his white rump, splashed with brown spots that matched his bay coat. Appaloosa equines were most striking when nude, it had to be said.\n\nThe chastity device sat snugly over his soft shaft, lock knocking gently against the heavy duty material, restrictive in its transparency. Emma grinned as it was revealed, a flash of white teeth denoting her mirth. Stepping up to her charge, she kissed him deeply, tongues battling playfully between their muzzles, though it was clear who would win this `battle', if it could truly be called such. Her breath washed over his muzzle as they broke the kiss, heartbeats racing. Emma tapped his muzzle with one hoofed finger and winked.\n\n``On the bed, pony, I have something special in mind for you.''\n\nTrembling from rising excitement rather than nerves, Carter followed direction as ordered, moving on to all fours as he hoped she expected. The position left him nicely exposed, arse raised with his tail falling in a curtain over his tail hole and balls, tucked between his thighs. His cock hung belong his stomach, pointing down towards the bed. The base was creased in memory of an equine sheath that his particular strain of anthro-kind had lost many years ago. If only the chastity device was not in the way.\n\nEmma pushed down on his shoulders, guiding him down to the bed with a gentle but insistent touch. With a skilled touch that only she could master in deftness, she unlocked the chastity `cage' and slid it from his shaft, allowing him freedom at long last. He sighed and shuddered, cock swelling into the fresh space as she tossed the device aside and kissed his shoulder, fingers trailing down his spine. Yet it was only the first step in the dance. Metal touched his fetlock and Carter flinched away from it. She knelt on the bed behind him, working without express consent from him: the Shetland mare did not need it. Smaller than Carter, he could shove her away if he truly wanted to. He could not imagine ever asking her to stop.\n\nShe pulled his ankles apart to encase his fetlocks in metal cuffs, a stiff bar between them to keep his feet safely apart. Emma chuckled as she drew his arms under his body, paws reaching down to the bar until it brushed his fingertips and he felt the edge of another cuff, this time for his paws. True to form, the mare locked the wrist cuffs in place and he wriggled, comfortable yet secure upon the soft mattress and duvet moulding to the curve of his body.\n\nEmma squeezed his rump, muscle and fat compressing under her palm.\n\n``So hard already...'' She licked her lips. ``I'm sure that chastity device was feeling nice and tight this last week. So...confining.''\n\nCarter shuddered, tail flagging as she locked the spreader bar to his fetlocks and wrists, reattaching a small key to the thin silver chain around her neck. Her paws explored his body, silken breasts teasing over his back. The horse shook his head, struggling to remain in touch with reality. It was so easy to lose himself in her embrace.\n\n``It was...mistress,'' he nickered, rubbing his muzzle into the bed. ``I didn't think I was going to make it the full month.''\n\n``Hm... Perhaps you can go longer next time.''\n\nCold lubricant oozed on to his tail hole and Emma held his tail out of the way with one arm as she pushed two fingers insistently into his hole, which clenched in an attempt to deny her entrance. She smirked at his fight, though her touch was gentle and soothing as she eased in the two digits up to the knuckle, curling them against the pony's prostate. He gasped and clenched his paws into fists, struggling to contain the sudden burst of pleasure. One month may not seem like a long time on the calendar but it was more than long enough as the days passed.\n\nEmma replaced her fingers with what was expected - they had played together many times before - and a slickened, smooth vibrator eased into his rump, sinking in nearly to the base. She turned it on with a girlish giggle, tail flicking against the bed, and he jumped, moaning into the bed sheets as pleasure shattered through him, a pebble breaking the clear stillness of a lake in the early morn.\n\nEmma clapped a paw to her forehead, eyes wide and innocent.\n\n``Oh!''\n\nShe groaned dramatically and he raised his muzzle from the bed, ears pricked.\n\n``I haven't watered the roses yet. And I'm sure there is more weeding to be done. Always more satisfying to tend to one's own garden, is it not? But the tasks must be completed!''\n\nShe ran her paw down his back; the pony shivered beneath her touch.\n\n``You will be quite fine here for a short time, will you not?'' Emma queried without need. ``This will keep you more than occupied, I am sure.''\n\nWith a final twist to the base of the vibrator, Emma set it to an erratic mode and left the room with a swish of her thick tail. Carter opened his mouth to protest but it was already too late. Emma was gone, singing sweetly to herself as she clip-clopped down the stairs on the edge of her hooves.\n\nCarter stared at the headboard, muscles tense. Though it was a boring view, the pressure beneath his tail kept him attentive and he moaned, arching as if to push himself back on a cock, seeking greater pleasure. It would keep him entertained all right, if not on the edge of orgasm until his sweet mare returned.\n\nThe door bumped into the frame, and he craned his head to see who had entered, for it surely was not Emma already. A wagging tail greeted him and a light brown Great Dane reared up to plant his forepaws on the bed, tongue lolling happily. He only wondered for a moment why there was a dog there before recalling that it was the pet Emma was looking after for a friend while she was on holiday. He shook his head, groaning at the continued pulse of the vibrator. It was difficult to think with a toy rammed under his tail.\n\nThe dog bumbled around the bed and snuffled his rump, blocky muzzle curious. Irritated, Carter swatted the dog in the face with his tail, but it did nothing to dissuade the curious canine. Mouthing Carter's backside, the Great Dane caught the edge of the vibrator with his lips, rumbling a growl. Carter scowled, back stiffening even as his cock throbbed, drooling pre.\n\n``No, no... Don't do that...'' He growled, putting as much threat and dominance into his tone as he could muster. ``Stop it. Mistress will be annoyed at you! Hey!''\n\nEnd preview.\n\nThank you for reading! This re-published story is available to purchase worldwide as an eBook via Smashwords and distributors!\n\nSmashwords: HYPERLINK \"https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/906130\" https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/906130 \n\nThank you for reading!\n\n \n\nIf you enjoyed this story, please take a look at my website, where similar stories are listed by kink!\n\n HYPERLINK \"https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/\" https://alismitsy.wordpress.com/ \n\n \n\nAll new releases will be announced via my Twitter account!\n\n@alismitsy\n\nI am also available for custom stories, tailored to your preferred nuances and characters. Please e-mail the following address for further information.\n\n HYPERLINK \"mailto:arianmabe@gmail.com\" arianmabe@gmail.com \n\nIf you liked this story, you may also enjoy...\n\nA Gryphon's Calling: Taking His Lover on the Wing\n\nArkell is a gryphon of a ripe, mature age who should well be looking for a mate but the young adult gryphon is about to discover that the art of lovemaking isn?t quite so easy for any gryphon. Of course, he?s the best at what he does otherwise - everything he does, especially hunting - and he expects to be just as proficient with a mate as he is, well, on his own, if you catch my drift. Things do not always go to plan, however, and his friend from the day they hatched together steps in on the wing to talk him down from a ledge from which there is only freefall.\n\nRosebeak knows her friend inside out, better than even he knows himself, and may just well be the gryphoness to stoke his fire just a little more, coaxing him sweetly to clasp talons and take part in the breathtaking display of freefall.\n\nA gryphon, after all, needs a hen for his mate.\n\nBred in the Stocks: The Claim of a Stallion\n\nElla is a mare who knows what she wants but perhaps never quite knew how to get it. And one?s virginity is a pesky thing, always hanging around while her seasons, as an anthro mare, come and go, each worse than the last. She has to do something about that and that something just turns out to be volunteering to be bred in public for all to see. The season and burning heat will be gone and, hey, she?ll get a little one of her very own out of the arrangement, even if she has to be erotically exposed and vulnerable throughout.\n\nBut the stallion suitor they bring for her is no gentle lover but just what she truly wanted, a stud worthy of the name who walks on four legs, not two. And Ella is in for the ride of her life...\n\nPlease note that this is fantasy erotica containing furry/anthro characters and is in the realm of fiction only.\n\nThe Slave Mare and the Breeding Farm: Breeding Stock\n\nShe knows what her life will be like as a broodmare, just there to be bred and taken, although she is not always a furry in the mood for her job. What more can one expect from a spotted mare with a forelock that falls oh so beautifully over her blue eyes? She?s turned heads at auction and the stud farm simply had to have her to add to their breeding stock when the opportunity arose. But it?s come time for her first breeding and two very special stallions have been picked out for the anthro slave mare to take...\n\nThe Horsewife: Stealing Kisses\n\nHe?s loved his pony-wife for years on years, his whole life having turned around once she came into his world. It?s love at its finest, if its most unconventional. But that is the dream of having a pony-wife to call one?s own in silken sunshine mornings and kisses stolen before the day is begun.\n\nFeral Inclinations: Volume I\n\nWhile the wiles of one?s own kind hold an allure, some prefer other kinds of creatures, whether they are furries or ferals. The lust and the passion cannot be compared to in the heat of darkness, need searing through as a wolf?s howl rises to the night?s sky. A pegasus may have the strength of ten horses, driving in with lust and stamina - but that?s why the maidens seek them out, wishing for bellies full of seed and an egg quickening in their wombs.\n\nPlease note that these stories are all approximately 1,000 words in length and also contains stories with \"feral\" creatures, intended for erotic fantasy only.\n\n PAGE \\* MERGEFORMAT 6 \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The Mistress' Dog
A Submissive Mounted by Her Mutt
Carter had a decided skip in his step as he approached the painted white house set within a spectacular garden. The garden encircled the whole building in colour and roses and pansies splashing fragrance every which way. The appaloosa equine trotted at a brisk clip, his feet bare like they would be for a feral of his own kind; he did not boast hooves. The solid block of his bay coat shone fiercely in the sunlight and he brushed his darker mane back from his neck, arched in delight of the day, the warmth on his coat. He grinned. Oh, it was a fine day indeed!
After all, it was not every day that his mistress let him out of his chastity cage. No, it had been exactly thirty one days and six hours since he had last gotten off. He counted it down to the very moment as he sprang up the garden path, eyes fixed on the oak door awaiting him, black painted detailing depicting a four-legged horse leaning over a half stable door. It reminded him of his time working at a stable yard, though at what work that particular enterprise involved a stranger would be hard pressed to uncover.
The horse nipped his lip as he opened the door, allowing it to swing wide with a creak: the hinges seemed in perpetual need of oiling. He would have to get on that later. The empty downstairs beckoned, coolness radiating from within. He stretched out his head and lipped the air, eager to be out of the heat and into something a little more comfortable.
``Emma?'' He called into the spacious hallway, shirt clinging to his back as perspiration soaked through his short coat.
``Upstairs.''
The word was sharp, curt, and he pricked his ears, cock growing hard within his boxers. That was her `mistress' voice. It still made him quiver.
With bated breath, he made his way slowly up the stairs, flanked by smooth, polished banisters, and paused outside the bedroom door, tail flicking restlessly as if to swat away a fly. Nerves, however, were not as easily dissuaded as flies and he could do nothing for them besides to take the plunge. His heart hammered and he swallowed, mouth dry. Even the beauty of Emma's home could not draw his eye on this particular day.
He slipped through a gap wide enough to only fit his body, opening the door the bare minimum required. Smiling faintly, Carter met Emma's eyes, losing himself in their icy depths. The black anthro mare rolled her shoulders so that the blue silk brassiere settled more comfortably over her breasts, accentuated with black thread in the finest, spidery detail. The underwear on her bottom half matched in a like, ocean-blue shade, set off by the glow of health in her coat. Carter's breath caught and he struggled to breathe, lungs sticking in the moment.
Emma was breathtaking.
``Hi Mistress Emma,'' he mumbled, suddenly abashed.
Letting his forelock fall over his eyes, the stallion snorted softly and slid his gaze away from the stockier mare, her Shetland pony heritage shining through. Her paw instantly cupped his chin and raised his muzzle the fraction required so that she could look him in the eyes; there was little difference in their heights.
``Clothes off.''
No introductions? Carter shivered, tail flagging over his rump. The difference between the sweet, caring mare that held him close on a winter's night and this dominant pony with a twinkle in her eye was as different as black and white. Yanking his t-shirt over his head, he dropped the bundle of cloth on the floor, revealing a smooth, lightly muscled back that was still lean from yard work. His jeans, scuffed and torn, met a similar fate, kicked off in a pile of rumpled fabric. Blushing, he slipped his boxers down to join them, their removal showing off his white rump, splashed with brown spots that matched his bay coat. Appaloosa equines were most striking when nude, it had to be said.
The chastity device sat snugly over his soft shaft, lock knocking gently against the heavy duty material, restrictive in its transparency. Emma grinned as it was revealed, a flash of white teeth denoting her mirth. Stepping up to her charge, she kissed him deeply, tongues battling playfully between their muzzles, though it was clear who would win this `battle', if it could truly be called such. Her breath washed over his muzzle as they broke the kiss, heartbeats racing. Emma tapped his muzzle with one hoofed finger and winked.
``On the bed, pony, I have something special in mind for you.''
Trembling from rising excitement rather than nerves, Carter followed direction as ordered, moving on to all fours as he hoped she expected. The position left him nicely exposed, arse raised with his tail falling in a curtain over his tail hole and balls, tucked between his thighs. His cock hung belong his stomach, pointing down towards the bed. The base was creased in memory of an equine sheath that his particular strain of anthro-kind had lost many years ago. If only the chastity device was not in the way.
Emma pushed down on his shoulders, guiding him down to the bed with a gentle but insistent touch. With a skilled touch that only she could master in deftness, she unlocked the chastity `cage' and slid it from his shaft, allowing him freedom at long last. He sighed and shuddered, cock swelling into the fresh space as she tossed the device aside and kissed his shoulder, fingers trailing down his spine. Yet it was only the first step in the dance. Metal touched his fetlock and Carter flinched away from it. She knelt on the bed behind him, working without express consent from him: the Shetland mare did not need it. Smaller than Carter, he could shove her away if he truly wanted to. He could not imagine ever asking her to stop.
She pulled his ankles apart to encase his fetlocks in metal cuffs, a stiff bar between them to keep his feet safely apart. Emma chuckled as she drew his arms under his body, paws reaching down to the bar until it brushed his fingertips and he felt the edge of another cuff, this time for his paws. True to form, the mare locked the wrist cuffs in place and he wriggled, comfortable yet secure upon the soft mattress and duvet moulding to the curve of his body.
Emma squeezed his rump, muscle and fat compressing under her palm.
``So hard already...'' She licked her lips. ``I'm sure that chastity device was feeling nice and tight this last week. So...confining.''
Carter shuddered, tail flagging as she locked the spreader bar to his fetlocks and wrists, reattaching a small key to the thin silver chain around her neck. Her paws explored his body, silken breasts teasing over his back. The horse shook his head, struggling to remain in touch with reality. It was so easy to lose himself in her embrace.
``It was...mistress,'' he nickered, rubbing his muzzle into the bed. ``I didn't think I was going to make it the full month.''
``Hm... Perhaps you can go longer next time.''
Cold lubricant oozed on to his tail hole and Emma held his tail out of the way with one arm as she pushed two fingers insistently into his hole, which clenched in an attempt to deny her entrance. She smirked at his fight, though her touch was gentle and soothing as she eased in the two digits up to the knuckle, curling them against the pony's prostate. He gasped and clenched his paws into fists, struggling to contain the sudden burst of pleasure. One month may not seem like a long time on the calendar but it was more than long enough as the days passed.
Emma replaced her fingers with what was expected - they had played together many times before - and a slickened, smooth vibrator eased into his rump, sinking in nearly to the base. She turned it on with a girlish giggle, tail flicking against the bed, and he jumped, moaning into the bed sheets as pleasure shattered through him, a pebble breaking the clear stillness of a lake in the early morn.
Emma clapped a paw to her forehead, eyes wide and innocent.
``Oh!''
She groaned dramatically and he raised his muzzle from the bed, ears pricked.
``I haven't watered the roses yet. And I'm sure there is more weeding to be done. Always more satisfying to tend to one's own garden, is it not? But the tasks must be completed!''
She ran her paw down his back; the pony shivered beneath her touch.
``You will be quite fine here for a short time, will you not?'' Emma queried without need. ``This will keep you more than occupied, I am sure.''
With a final twist to the base of the vibrator, Emma set it to an erratic mode and left the room with a swish of her thick tail. Carter opened his mouth to protest but it was already too late. Emma was gone, singing sweetly to herself as she clip-clopped down the stairs on the edge of her hooves.
Carter stared at the headboard, muscles tense. Though it was a boring view, the pressure beneath his tail kept him attentive and he moaned, arching as if to push himself back on a cock, seeking greater pleasure. It would keep him entertained all right, if not on the edge of orgasm until his sweet mare returned.
The door bumped into the frame, and he craned his head to see who had entered, for it surely was not Emma already. A wagging tail greeted him and a light brown Great Dane reared up to plant his forepaws on the bed, tongue lolling happily. He only wondered for a moment why there was a dog there before recalling that it was the pet Emma was looking after for a friend while she was on holiday. He shook his head, groaning at the continued pulse of the vibrator. It was difficult to think with a toy rammed under his tail.
The dog bumbled around the bed and snuffled his rump, blocky muzzle curious. Irritated, Carter swatted the dog in the face with his tail, but it did nothing to dissuade the curious canine. Mouthing Carter's backside, the Great Dane caught the edge of the vibrator with his lips, rumbling a growl. Carter scowled, back stiffening even as his cock throbbed, drooling pre.
``No, no... Don't do that...'' He growled, putting as much threat and dominance into his tone as he could muster. ``Stop it. Mistress will be annoyed at you! Hey!''
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