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Any mare found with such an affliction was either put down, or turned over to the left side of the fields. That side housed the stallions. The farmers; while cordial and pleasant to customers, were dark and malicious beneath the fake smiles. They'd do anything to make a buck, including penning a mare in a stall with a train of stallions behind her, waiting to repeatedly breed her until her legs gave out and she was so filled with cum that she could barely walk. Sometimes the owners would even join in, doing all sorts of non-equine things to the female. As they liked to joke around: \n\n\"If there's a hole, we're gonna fill it.\"\n\nNaturally, most of the farm hands were male, some were female, and they too were open to...\"fiddle\" with the merchandise. The plain and simple fact of the matter was, Longtime farms was not a pleasant place to be for horses. \n\nAnother problem with \"Persistent Estrus\" was the foals born from it. Most were either sold off at auctions or used for private buyers. These people were the lowest of low. Using the foals for sex, money, and sometimes meat.\n\nanything to gain a buck. \n\nOne such foal, was a newly foaled filly named \"Redstar\" She was born with an abnormally bright red mane and one of the guys thought it looked like a nebula or some other crock. Red was born a few weeks prior and had been showing rather good promise to be a show mare in tournaments. she was healthy, fit, and had good energy.\n\nIf not for her suddenly gained genetic condition from her mother(yes it was hereditary), Redstar would probably have left the farm and been placed in a beautiful home. with loving owners.\n\nexcept this isn't a fairytale and not two months after her birth...she went into heat. \n\nNow, normally, this was impossible. Foals were not able to go into heat until way later on in life, and the farm hands were positively ecstatic about this new...toy they'd gained.\n\nShe was rarely left alone, to say the least. molested day in and day out by her \"caretakers\" by the time she was three months old, Redstar had been raped by almost all the farm hands, her vulva was so loose now that one could fist her and find themselves caressing her stomach.\n\nNow, this isn't all a bad thing actually. Redstar merely had a bad upbringing, and would later grow into a beautiful mare, but it should be noted that her first time with a stallion was considered one of the defining moments of her life.\n\nHis name was Dalfaan, an arabian quarter horse mix, that was actually well liked among the mares on the right side of the farm. To most other equines, he was gentle, kind, and even liked to chat with the mares from the fence. When he mounted a mare he wasn't rough. Firm yes, but never rough.\n\nWith Red, this was also true...sort of.\n\nAs per the usual, Redstar was brought into a stall, hobbled, and her hind legs locked in a leg bar to further refuse her options of moving away from the intrusions. She had been quietly and fearfully waiting for whoever wanted to breed with her to enter, when the sound of Hooves entered her stall.\n\n\"O-oh...my.....um...what?\" \n\nRed turned around to see a male stallion she'd never seen before standing at the entrance to the door, a look of worried confusion on his face.\n\nThe two farmhands behind him prodded him more, making obscene gestures at him and pointing to the foal. it was clear what they were commanding him to do, yet..he seemed hesitant to do so. \n\nWACK!\n\nWith a loud whinny The stallion jumped forward into the stall, planting his hind feet and flinging his back hooves out, nearly striking one of the attendants. The backpedaled quickly. closing the stall door and leaving the pair alone. Red watched in abject fear as the stallion turned his head back and bared his teeth at the now closed door.\n\n\"Bunch of assholes. YOU DON'T NEED TO WHIP ME!\" The stallion brayed and turned back to her, shaking his head. he raised his brows and smiled nervously.\n\n\"Heh, s-sorry if I scared you little one....\" Red remained silent, staring at him with worry etched across her face. Dalfaan stood there a moment stood there a moment, before he took a whiff of the air. His lips flared and he scrunched his eyes shut. A light chuckle came into the air as h did it again.\n\n\"I see...so your...persistent huh?\" His voice came out gentle, kind, soft. Thing Red did not understand. The stable hands were rough, they didn't PAUSE and chat idle with her. they shoved her to the ground, rolled her ass over, spread her legs and fucked her six ways to sunday! \n\nSo want was he doing? Red managed to whisper out a scared: \"W-what?\"\n\nDalfaan chuckled gently and walked up to stand at her rump, his chest furs tickling her tail. She tensed up, he noticed, and backed...away?\n\n\"H-hey now...calm down...I'm not here to hurt you...they send me in when a mare needs help. Your in estrus right? All the time?\" At her hesitant and confused nod he leaned down and nuzzles her neck, at first she flinched away. At his 'persistence' she gave in and let him gently nibble and nuzzle her.\n\n\"Your just a foal, you shouldn't have to deal with this...or those jerks outside...i can smell their scent all over you--did....did they...\" He looked confused and leaned down to her snout, sniffing her nostrils before leaning back and grimacing, his ears lowering.\n\n\"Oh you poor girll...they fucked your nostrils?!\"\n\nRed whimpered when he raised his voice, and Dalfaan winced,\n\n\"S-sorry...thats..thats brutal child...i..i'm sorry.\" for several moment he merely nuzzled her, talking gently about what he was there for, and how he was going to try and be as gentle as possible. Red didn't get it. Males were never gentle with her. they were rough, mean, forceful. they were the alpha....she was th omega. That is what she'd been taught. if they wanted a blowjob, she damn well gave em one. if they wanted to shove their arm up her ass, so deep that their fists punched her stomach, she grit her teeth and beared the pain.....so what the hell was he doing!?\n\n\"N...no....\"\n\nDalfaan paused nibbling her back and angled his hand to the side.\n\n\"N-no?\" Red looked back at him.\n\n\"M-males are supposed to be rough wit hme..w-why are...you..why are you being so nice to me? I'm just a toy for--\"\n\n\"NO> YOU STOP THAT.\" His voice deepened and his glare shut her up instantly. he leaned down over her neck and lifted a foreleg to her chest. Red felt her chest tighten inside.\n\n\"You shouldn't have to deal with this, with those perverts outside. You should be running and playing in the fields. You should be-\"\n\n\"You...you should be fucking me...\"\n\nDalfaan fell silent....his eyes looked sad, and he sighed.\n\n\"A-alright...lets breed. Lift your tail foal.\"\n\nInstinctively she did so, arcing it to the right and out of his way. Dalfaan stared at her small, engorged genitals for a moment before a gentle smile crossed his lips. walking forward until his belly was rubbing firmly into her back and his chest was grinding into her neck. Red had to crouch a little as his weight pushed her down. he leaned down and whispered in her ear.\n\n\"You said you had to obey me right, because I'm male?\" The foal nodded.\n\n\n\"Good, then we are going to mate my way. Gently.\"\n\nRed looked up in surprise as his member gently prodded her folds, the tight lips barely parting as the stallion above her grunted and with a little effort, nudged his tip inside her. As the foal moaned, shivers rocking her body, Dalfaan kissed her forehead and whispered to her lovingly.\n\n\"I don't want you to suffer, so I will show you how mating can be gentle.\"\n\nRed would never forget Dalfaan, and in the years after she was auctioned off to a rather kind human named Denma, she would find herself thinking back to her first stallion. She was thankful he'd shown her the flip side of the coin. Sure life could give you a rough hand, or in her case a brutal fisting, but you were still in the game, and with a little external help, you could turn it in your favor at any time. \n\nAs \"Crimson\" trotted out of her stall to her owner and master, her tail lifted high into the air in joy. While she still loved rough sex beyond anything else, and a good fisting did wonders on her stress levels, she'd also learned to appreciate the gentle things in life....Things like trail rides, cuddling, and gentle kisses to the nape of her neck. Brushing,nibbling, hugging. It all had it's place in her life, and she was the luckiest mare alive to have been saved from Longtime farms before it's shut down.\n\nAs Denma set up her saddle and tack, Crimson looked out over the mountain range, at the rising sun. \n\n>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>\n\nI wanted to showcase Crimson's foal years. 'nuff said.","description_bbcode_parsed":""persistent Estrus."

To any mare living on the property of "Longtime farms" it was a nightmare of a statement to hear. Any mare found with such an affliction was either put down, or turned over to the left side of the fields. That side housed the stallions. The farmers; while cordial and pleasant to customers, were dark and malicious beneath the fake smiles. They'd do anything to make a buck, including penning a mare in a stall with a train of stallions behind her, waiting to repeatedly breed her until her legs gave out and she was so filled with cum that she could barely walk. Sometimes the owners would even join in, doing all sorts of non-equine things to the female. As they liked to joke around:

"If there's a hole, we're gonna fill it."

Naturally, most of the farm hands were male, some were female, and they too were open to..."fiddle" with the merchandise. The plain and simple fact of the matter was, Longtime farms was not a pleasant place to be for horses.

Another problem with "Persistent Estrus" was the foals born from it. Most were either sold off at auctions or used for private buyers. These people were the lowest of low. Using the foals for sex, money, and sometimes meat.

anything to gain a buck.  

One such foal, was a newly foaled filly named "Redstar" She was born with an abnormally bright red mane and one of the guys thought it looked like a nebula or some other crock. Red was born a few weeks prior and had been showing rather good promise to be a show mare in tournaments. she was healthy, fit, and had good energy.

If not for her suddenly gained genetic condition from her mother(yes it was hereditary), Redstar  would probably have left the farm and been placed in a beautiful home. with loving owners.

except this isn't a fairytale and not two months after her birth...she went into heat.

Now, normally, this was impossible. Foals were not able to go into heat until way later on in life, and the farm hands were positively ecstatic about this new...toy they'd gained.

She was rarely left alone, to say the least. molested day in and day out by her "caretakers" by the time she was three months old, Redstar had been raped by almost all the farm hands, her vulva was so loose now that one could fist her and find themselves caressing her stomach.

Now, this isn't all a bad thing actually. Redstar merely had a bad upbringing, and would later grow into a beautiful mare, but it should be noted that her first time with a stallion was considered one of the defining moments of her life.

His name was Dalfaan, an arabian quarter horse mix, that was actually well liked among the mares on the right side of the farm. To most other equines, he was gentle, kind, and even liked to chat with the mares from the fence. When he mounted a mare he wasn't rough. Firm yes, but never rough.

With Red, this was also true...sort of.

As per the usual, Redstar was brought into a stall, hobbled, and her hind legs locked in a leg bar to further refuse her options of moving away from the intrusions. She had been quietly and fearfully waiting for whoever wanted to breed with her to enter, when the sound of Hooves entered her stall.

"O-oh...my.....um...what?"

Red turned around to see a male stallion she'd never seen before standing at the entrance to the door, a look of worried confusion on his face.

The two farmhands behind him prodded him more, making obscene gestures at him and pointing to the foal. it was clear what they were commanding him to do, yet..he seemed hesitant to do so.

WACK!

With a loud whinny The stallion jumped forward into the stall, planting his hind feet and flinging his back hooves out, nearly striking one of the attendants. The backpedaled quickly. closing the stall door and leaving the pair alone. Red watched in abject fear as the stallion turned his head back and bared his teeth at the now closed door.

"Bunch of assholes. YOU DON'T NEED TO WHIP ME!" The stallion brayed and turned back to her, shaking his head. he raised his brows and smiled nervously.

"Heh, s-sorry if I scared you little one...." Red remained silent, staring at him with worry etched across her face. Dalfaan stood there a moment stood there a moment, before he took a whiff of the air. His lips flared and he scrunched his eyes shut. A light chuckle came into the air as h did it again.

"I see...so your...persistent huh?" His voice came out gentle, kind, soft. Thing Red did not understand. The stable hands were rough, they didn't PAUSE and chat idle with her. they shoved her to the ground, rolled her ass over, spread her legs and fucked her six ways to sunday!

So want was he doing? Red managed to whisper out a scared: "W-what?"

Dalfaan chuckled gently and walked up to stand at her rump, his chest furs tickling her tail. She tensed up, he noticed, and backed...away?

"H-hey now...calm down...I'm not here to hurt you...they send me in when a mare needs help. Your in estrus right? All the time?" At her hesitant and confused nod he leaned down and nuzzles her neck, at first she flinched away. At his 'persistence' she gave in and let him gently nibble and nuzzle her.

"Your just a foal, you shouldn't have to deal with this...or those jerks outside...i can smell their scent all over you--did....did they..." He looked confused and leaned down to her snout, sniffing her nostrils before leaning back and grimacing, his ears lowering.

"Oh you poor girll...they fucked your nostrils?!"

Red whimpered when he raised his voice, and Dalfaan winced,

"S-sorry...thats..thats brutal child...i..i'm sorry." for several moment he merely nuzzled her, talking gently about what he was there for, and how he was going to try and be as gentle as possible. Red didn't get it. Males were never gentle with her. they were rough, mean, forceful. they were the alpha....she was th omega. That is what she'd been taught. if they wanted a blowjob, she damn well gave em one. if they wanted to shove their arm up her ass, so deep that their fists punched her stomach, she grit her teeth and beared the pain.....so what the hell was he doing!?

"N...no...."

Dalfaan paused nibbling her back and angled his hand to the side.

"N-no?" Red looked back at him.

"M-males are supposed to be rough wit hme..w-why are...you..why are you being so nice to me? I'm just a toy for--"

"NO> YOU STOP THAT." His voice deepened and his glare shut her up instantly. he leaned down over her neck and lifted a foreleg to her chest. Red felt her chest tighten inside.

"You shouldn't have to deal with this, with those perverts outside. You should be running and playing in the fields. You should be-"

"You...you should be fucking me..."

Dalfaan fell silent....his eyes looked sad, and he sighed.

"A-alright...lets breed. Lift your tail foal."

Instinctively she did so, arcing it to the right and out of his way. Dalfaan stared at her small, engorged genitals for a moment before a gentle smile crossed his lips. walking forward until his belly was rubbing firmly into her back and his chest was grinding into her neck. Red had to crouch a little as his weight pushed her down. he leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"You said you had to obey me right, because I'm male?" The foal nodded.


"Good, then we are going to mate my way. Gently."

Red looked up in surprise as his member gently prodded her folds, the tight lips barely parting as the stallion above her grunted and with a little effort, nudged his tip inside her. As the foal moaned, shivers rocking her body, Dalfaan kissed her forehead and whispered to her lovingly.

"I don't want you to suffer, so I will show you how mating can be gentle."

Red would never forget Dalfaan, and in the years after she was auctioned off to a rather kind human named Denma, she would find herself thinking back to her first stallion. She was thankful he'd shown her the flip side of the coin. Sure life could give you a rough hand, or in her case a brutal fisting, but you were still in the game, and with a little external help, you could turn it in your favor at any time.

As "Crimson" trotted out of her stall to her owner and master, her tail lifted high into the air in joy. While she still loved rough sex beyond anything else, and a good fisting did wonders on her stress levels, she'd also learned to appreciate the gentle things in life....Things like trail rides, cuddling, and gentle kisses to the nape of her neck. Brushing,nibbling, hugging. It all had it's place in her life, and she was the luckiest mare alive to have been saved from Longtime farms before it's shut down.

As Denma set up her saddle and tack, Crimson looked out over the mountain range, at the rising sun.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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