Foreword and Warning

WARNING - READ THIS: This story contains extreme sexual and violent content between male anthropomorphic characters (Yes, fucking furries) both adult and underage. Content contains blood, emasculation, bondage, rape, abuse (mental and physical). Future content will involve scat, zoophillia, humiliation and much, much more. Do not read if this squicks you. Do not read if you are under 18 (even though I know you will you little perverted scumbags). 

Do note that this story is a transcript from a role play between myself (as William and Curtis) and Drunken (as Drake, Duncan and Drake Jr. also known more commonly as Jay), all characters belong to their respective roleplayers and may not be used without permission. Speaking of permission, this log has been posted with permission of both authors. This being an RP log means the story will not read as fluently as a regular story and there will be repetition, spelling, grammar and perhaps continuity mistakes. That being said, it’s pretty damn hot and both RPers hope you thoroughly enjoy our perversions as much as we have. Feedback is also always welcome! 

Finally the characters are as follows because they lack proper introductions in the RP. Curtis, blonde horse (43), William, muscular brown bull (45), Drake, Mule (half-brother of Curtis)(34), Jay / Drake Jr., Mule (Drake’s son)(16), Duncan, Mule (Drake’s son)(13). 

Day 1

Drunken: The barn is dusty. Drake couldn't help but wonder why barns are always dusty. He hadn't been in many in his 34 years but they were always so dusty. After his mind had run with that for a minute the old mule blinked his eyes and looked over his shoulder. It was stupid to think about something like that at a time like this. Both of his sons, Drake Jr and Duncan were staring at the hay covered floor. They looked like they were in shock but how could Drake blame them? The three had been dragged out of their home, stripped, put in the back of a van and driven here against their will; it is all Drake's fault too. He owed money to his half-brother and apparently it had come time to collect. Drake cursed under his breath at his foolishness. Then he grunted as his 16 inch cock twitched again and sent another long line of pre down to the puddle between his legs. He once again wondered why the slavers had fit him with a too tight vibrating cock ring in front of his sons. Why did they want him so turned on? 

Drake Jr, usually called Jay, was tied to the chair next to his little brother. Unlike the youngest of the three he had an idea about why they are here. At 16 he is old enough to know that his Dad owed money to their uncle but he never imagined Uncle Curtis would collect like this. The older stallion can't help but steal a look at his Dad every now and then. He catches the old mule in the eye once or twice and smiles weakly but that isn't what is bothering him. While all three are naked and thus embarrassed his Dad had gotten the strangest treatment. His Dad is bent over a short table. His chest the only part of him really touching it. His arms are tied to the wall in front of him, his legs tied to bolts in the heavy wooden planks that make up the floor and his chest tied to the table. He knows his Dad must be aching from the awkward position but that isn't the worst part. He is staring at his Dad's bare ass, the older mule's ball sack had sagged a little with age but somehow that made the huge orbs it holds all the more impressive. His Dad's huge cock is as hard as steel or so it looks. A deep red from the tight ring holding it at the base and covered with veins that swell with the old mule's heartbeat. Drake can here the thing buzzing from his seat. Why had they displayed the old man's cock for his sons? 

Duncan stared at the floor. He was confused and a little nervous. He isn't as bothered by being naked as his brother is but he is still a little shy. He can see his father's hooves in his field of vision but he keeps concentrating on not looking up. The puddle between his Dad's legs was embarrassing enough but if the 13 year old follows the thin line of pre up only a few inches he can see the flared tip of his Dad's cock. That is enough to make him blush under his dark fur. Every now and then he can't help it though. Whether it is the curiosity that causes his loins to stir or his Dad's groaning he can't tell. Sometimes he looks though; he almost admires it. Why his Dad is groaning is something he isn't sure about. Is it because the old man is tied up in an uncomfortable position or is it the pleasure of that weird ring? It has been almost an hour since they had been tied down like this and he wonders when they will know what is going to happen to them.

William and Curtis: Time had ticked on since William and Curtis had put their three brand new slaves in the old barn. The past two weeks had been nothing but preparations for the two men and when the happy family arrived this morning they'd barely been ready. Now the sun was high up in the sky, heating up everything and everyone. The two stood out on the porch, William dressed in his old blue overalls while Curtis had his jeans and white t-shirt on, already displaying some small sweat stains underneath his armpits. Curtis gave William a meaningful look as he picked up the green duffelbag next to him. "Ready then?" the stallion asked. The expression on the bull's look was one of steel, hiding away to pure excitement William was feeling. "Yeah." was all that came out of the bovine. 

The door to the barn swung open with William and Curtis standing in the opening, the merry family tied up. Curtis' half-brother was put in an especially creative display with his hard cock leaking precum onto the floor while being bent over a table, his ass facing his sons. Without saying a word both men walked in, Curtis behind the two younger mules while William stood next to Drake's ass. Curtis breathed in deeply through his nose before letting out an "Ah!". He paused, sharing a look of disgust between William. "It stinks in here!" the stallion said. "It fucking reeks. Reeks of greedy family, reeks of runny precum and it reeks of desire for daddy's cock." Curtis said in a tone that sounded like he wanted to announce it to the world. The stallion reached down and gripped both Jay and Duncan's cock, giving them a squeeze. "We ended up with some sick fucks as our slaves William. I'm kind of embarrassed that they're related to me." Curtis continued. "At least now you can collect your debt." William replied dryly. He'd never been one for theatrics, but his hand came down on Drake's ass with a loud 'slap' all the same. "Oh I don't know, I don't think they'll ever be able to repay this debt, not after what they put me and grandpa through.. well, my beloved half-brother did anyway, shame his sons have to pay the price too." he replied before crouching down between the two young mules. "How about it, think it's fair your daddy got you into this mess?" Curtis asked as he looked between the two nervous boys. 

Drunken: When the barn door swings open the old mule is the first to look. The oldest of his sons is a close second. The third one there looks up reluctantly. Quickly enough though there are three sets of eyes on the two friends. The oldest son watches as Curtis walks up behind them. He doesn't say anything and his little brother goes back to looking at the ground. Jay just looks at Curtis as he talks but his face remains carefully neutral. He knows when someone else is in charge but Duncan lets out a whimper as the two continue to talk. When Curtis grabs their flaccid shafts though both brothers stiffen. Jay's eyes close but Duncan's end up on his Dad's ass although he isn't looking at it so much as looking in its direction. However, despite their different reactions both of them start to grow hard in the stallion's hand. They are teenagers after all. It doesn't take much. 

The oldest of the three listens in silence at first. When his ass is slapped he grunts and tries to shift in his restraints; his cock twitches for a few seconds afterward too. It sends more pre onto the floor. As the two continue to talk the old mule growls a little. He shakes his head but it is Duncan who answers "no, it's not fair. I want to go home." The youngest of the three is breathless with his forced arousal and he sounds upset. However, he is relatively calm given the situation. Jay glares at Duncan as he continues to grow hard. He has taken after his dad it seem; veins popping out along his length. Jay is already a good 14 so there is little doubt he'll match his Dad in time. Duncan's is smaller but still impressive for his age and it is rock hard in a matter of seconds. He even moves his hips a little out of instinct driven by arousal.

William and Curtis: Curtis looks between the legs of both teenage boys, the flaccid lengths swelling up quickly and within moments the impressive lengths are on display and rock hard. Curtis gives Duncan a sympathetic look as he's the only one to answer. "You're right Duncan, it's not fair." he says to the boy, letting both cocks go. With a louder voice he adds "Hear that Drake. He wants to go home. Home! You haven't told them jack shit about anything have you, you selfish piece of shit. Sorry Duncan, you don't have a home, the bank reclaimed that, hell the bank took possession of just about everything you owned, except your lives. That's mine.. sorry.. ours now and this" he made a grand gesture at the run down barn "is your new home, welcome!" he said. The stallion's voice was getting more angry and bitter by the second before he stopped talking and took a moment. He breathed in deeply like he had before, calming himself down. 

"But now, enough talk. Time to repay that debt, day by day, hell perhaps we might even let you go at some point, but I wouldn't hold my breath." Curtis said before standing back up. He put a hoof against the side of the chair that Jay was sitting on. With a calm push he tipped it over on it's side. "Open your eyes Jay, I saw you looking at daddy's dick, it's ok ... here." Curtis said, rolling the teen with the chair over on his back before his fingers took a strong hold of the boy's hair. With a powerful tug he dragged the boy underneath his father's dick. Precum dribbled on the boy's nose and lips. William in the meantime has just stood there with his arms crossed in front of his chest. This was Curtis' party, the horse's revenge and he was just there to do the dirty work, the bull didn't mind one bit as his cock twitched in his boxers when he saw the teen dragged underneath his father's dick. Curtis stood up, putting a hoof between Jay's legs, letting it rest on the teen's balls. "Start licking, I think your daddy needs some relief." the stallion said to Jay. 

Drunken: The youngest of the trio looks up when Curtis agrees with him. He smiles a little but even relaxing that much causes him to let out a soft pleasured whine from the stallion touching him. Then the stallion lets go and starts to rant about the three males' situation. Duncan looks at Jay for confirmation but Jay is only looking at Curtis with wide eyes. Drake on the other hand just stares at the floor in shame. He doesn't disagree or argue but instead just tries not to break down in front of his children. That is until he hears Jay cry out in surprise when his chair is tipped over. Before Drake can protest he hears Jay groan in pain as he's dragged by his mane. 

The mule stares in silent horror, over his shoulder, until his oldest son disappears from sight. He listens too and his eyes open side in horror at what the stallion is demanding. Jay has his eyes open and is staring straight up at his Dad's twitching shaft. He keeps his lips closed though as Drake says "for fuck's sake Curtis. Don't do that to Jay, please. Just let the kids go. They didn't owe you a damn thing." The oldest mule pleads with Curtis. However, even as he does his cock continues to twitch and drool onto Jay's face. The oldest son's mouth opens with a little pressure one his balls, he groans, and then snaps his jaws shut when some of his father's salty pre. Lands on his tongue. However, he is too shocked to do anything for the moment; a level of shock that is mirrored on Duncan's face as he watches this all unfold.

William and Curtis: Curtis was looming over Jay with that hoof still somewhat pressing down on the round and firm balls in the boy's sack, seeing if the boy would comply with what he had just ordered. The shocked look on the boy's face was priceless when those lips parted. He wanted to tease the teen about it up till the point where he heard his half brother speak. He took his hoof out from between Jay's legs, giving a small nod to William who reached into the duffel bag. They had talked about their plans up front and they knew perfectly well what they were going to do. Curtis stepped around the table, ducking underneath the ropes holding the old mule in place. This time it was the old mule who's hair was being gripped, Curtis bring his face close to the tied down parent. He pulled Drake's head up from the table before slamming it down. "Shut. The Fuck. Up. YOU don't get to tell ME what I do and do not own. You pissed your life away Drake, you gambled, stole money from grandpa, stole money from ME. And now you're telling me what I can and not do. You're a worthless piece of shit with no rights to ANYTHING anymore, not even your sons. Now shut up and tell your son to start sucking your dick, because it's probably the last thing you're ever going to enjoy!" the stallion said, near full on raging. It wasn't like the horse to get this emotional, but there was something about his half-brother that he had grown to despise over the past 10 years. 

Drunken: The youngest of the three watches all this in stunned horror. Jay groans again from the pressure on his balls but he doesn't open his mouth again. Then the pressure is gone and his eyes track the stallion as he moves around to stand in front of Drake. The oldest male's eyes are narrowed in anger. However the anger changes to shock as his mane is grabbed. Then he lets out a loud sharp bark of pain when his head is slammed into the table. He groans a little as Curtis yells at him. Then he looks up at the stallion and says "you're sick." Then he lays his head down and stares at the floor. 

Surprisingly it is Jay who acts first. He can hear what is going on. So he steels himself and lifts his head. He gives the broad flare of his Dad's cock a slow nervous lick. The oldest mule, despite himself, lets out a groan. Then he says "Jay, no." The old mule whimpers as his son does it again and then pulls the flare into his mouth. Jay lets out a disgusted grunt after a second and pulls away. He whines a little "this tastes like piss." He seems to have a hard time making himself go back after that but he does. Drake sighs in resignation and his hips move down a little into the attention as he looks up at Curtis in disgust and grunts in frustration and pleasure.

William and Curtis: The corners of Curtis' mouth curl up a little, he leans sideways just enough to see how Jay's lips suck in the slick, precum covered flare of his father's dick. "Very good Jay. I think you just saved your dad a lot of pain there. He's not out of the woods yet though." Curtis said as he looked at William. The bull pulled up the duffel bag, laying it down next to the old mule's side. From the bag he pulled out a knife, clean sharp steel with a black grip. Next to that a small blowtorch. Curtis looked at the big round clock on the wall, 12:28. "I have a little challenge for you Jay, you too Drake. When I say go, you have 2 minutes exactly to make your old man cum in your mouth. If you fail, William here is going to cut your dad's dick's off, see it as a small part of the... debt collection." he said. "Oh yeah. Go." he added before pulling up Drake's head one more time, giving the man a victorious grin. He let go of the manes, the stallion walking away, crouching down next to Duncan again, putting his hand around the boy's shoulders while with his other he gripped that hard cock. "Kind of exciting isn't it Duncan? Best cheer Jay and your dad on." he said, letting his thumb trace circles around the young teen's cockhead, giving his some loving strokes. 

William in the meantime couldn't be happier, his overalls clearly showing a bulge in the front now. He too had looked at the clock and knew exactly to cut at 12:30. "Hope you did some experimenting with boys Jay, else this is going to be a tough one." the bull remarked with the knife in hand. He put the flat side of the blade against Drake's balls, tracing the tip over the man's saggy sack. 

Drunken: Jay looks up at Curtis as best he can when the stallion says his name. He is still sucking lightly. He isn't very enthusiastic and he is starting to look like he might be ill but he isn't willing to be punished by Curtis over something other people would be willing to do. After that the older mule looks up when Curtis starts talking. As the stallion issues the challenge Drake's eyes grow wide. He says "No, Curtis, please. I'll do anything you want." He whines as Curtis says go though. For a moment Jay is too shocked to do anything but Drake says "Come on kid. Please, try. I'll make it up to ya somehow." 

Jay is stunned for the first few seconds. For about ten or so he just stares at Curtis before his father's pleading gets through to him. He blinks rapidly and starts to do his best. Drake moves his hips as much as he can and tries not to think about whose lips are wrapped around his flesh. He groans as he humps the unskilled mouth of his own son. As for Jay it is clear he has no idea what he is doing. His father grunts and groans as the young stallion's teeth catch him more than once. He seems to alternate between too much pressure and not enough as he basically lets his Dad do most of the work. At the end of two minutes Drake is humping furiously at the air. In his desperation he'd pulled himself out of Jay's mouth and Jay had just stared at the clock rather than try to get his Dad to slow down.

William and Curtis: Curtis had just been looking at the two mules in their desperation trying to overcome a near impossible task, it was no wonder it ended in disaster. William and he had both enjoyed the show thoroughly though. The bull had an outline of a full-on erection now showing in his overalls. Before Curtis got a chance to mock the performance William beat him to it. "Christ alive kid, first time sucking cock huh? I almost feel bad for your pops now." William chuckled as he popped the buttons on his overalls, stepping out of them before lowering his boxer shorts. The bull freed his large brown erection, all 13 inches of it. He was no stallion, but it was still a long and fat cock regardless. His foreskin was peeled back just a bit, showing off a thick purple cockhead with some precum already smeared across the surface. He kicked his clothing aside. "Guess I'll have to finish the job then, start sucking again, slowly and watch your teeth for god sake, I could almost feel them myself watching you." he instructed Jay before flashing a smile and a wink at Curtis who simply shook his head, making a 'go ahead' gesture with his hand. 

William stepped over Jay, hoofs standing on either side of the teen now and giving the boy a nice view of the bull's sack, cock and ass while the bovine lined his thick member up with daddy's ass. Perhaps it was mercy that William's cock was at least somewhat slick with precum, because there was not atom in William's body that thought about Drake's wellbeing as he started to push at the man's ring, forcefully he kept pushing against the resisting tailhole until it had no choice but to give way and split right open. William pushed mercilessly, inch after inch tearing the man open while the bull sank into the warmth. "Fuck, tight for a guy our age." he grunted before bottoming out inside of the mule. There was no time to adjust, William pushed out and slipped back in, within less than 20 seconds building up a brutal pace as he raped the man's ass wide open while slick sounds filled the barn. 

Drunken: Duncan had watched this happen in silence. The look on his face had been one of disgust at first but that look softened as his cock throbbed in Curtis' hand. The 9 inches between his legs certainly seemed interested but his only answer to Curtis was a grunt. Other than that he just watched. When the time ran out Drake let out a frustrated whine that spoke volumes of his feelings on the subject and Jay just lay there in stunned silence with the older mule's cock drool running down the side of his muzzle. Jay seems to be the most shocked out of all of them. Even when William starts to talk to him all Jay says is "Uhh, yeah." 

When William tells Jay to start again the young stallion looks at him. He stares up between the bull's legs. However, he does start again. Drake on the other hand is laying with his head on the table and tears of frustration mixing with the sweat on his brow. When he feels the cock press against his rear he says "No, no please!" However, the please gets stretched out into a long "eeeeeee!" The sound coming out of Drake's mouth as his ass is split open by the bull's length. The sound continues as William feeds himself into the previously virgin hole. Then it becomes a sob as the bull starts to brutally fuck that tight entrance that seems to wrap itself around the bull's cock. Jay on the other hand is trying to suck but the older mule is moving too much. He keeps pulling his cock just out of the reach of Jay's mouth. After a moment Duncan turns to Curtis and asks "are you really gonna cut off my Dad's thing?"

William and Curtis: Curtis was stroking Duncan's cock in earnest now, kind of amused that the boy didn't even seem to mind all that much that a stranger was touching him in the most private of places. Then again the stallion could kind of understand, what was happening to his father only a couple of feet away was of more importance. When the question came he looked at Duncan. "Oh absolutely, William there is going to cum into your dad's ass, knowing him he probably won't last much longer anyway." he said, soliciting a "Fuck you." from William, though he knew the stallion wasn't wrong. "and then he's going cut off your dad's dick." he explained. The stallion had calmed down considerably since his rant from a few minutes ago, quite content watching his friend rape the fuck out of his half-brother. "Come on Jay, you don't want to deny your old man his last chance to cum do you?" he asked the older teen who was struggling to even keep his precum covered lips close to the swaying member. The teasing cockring that was kind of tight around the mule's member certainly couldn't be making things easier either. 

William in the meantime had found a comfortable rhythm to fuck the mule's ass in, precum was now coating the inviting warmth that was so tightly wrapped around the bull's cock. Now and then a slimy mix of precum and perhaps blood dribbled on Jay's chin and chest, the results of the pleasuring but brutal anal rape that was going on right above the teen boy. Curtis has been right though, William could feel his orgasm approaching on a couple of minutes into his fuck. "Ah shit, gonna fill your daddy up kid." the bull grunted. With a few relentless thrusts William threw his head into his neck, arched his back while his thick juice balls contracted. A few waves of pleasure shot through the muscular frame of the bovine while jet after jet of hot semen shot deep into Drake's guts, filling the man up quite literally. When William pulled out a few globs of his cum seeped down along the older mule's balls and right on Jay's face, his cheeks and lips getting the worst of it. William stepped to the side, his drooling member swaying between his legs. 

Drunken: Duncan is starting to squirm from the attention to his own cock. His eyes are focused on the action. All he can see is his Dad's balls swinging from the rough fucking and the older stallion's cock swinging from the action. Jay's attempts to catch the swinging cock had finally succeeded but he's still not able to do much with the motions of his Father's body. However, Drake seems to be getting close anyway. As this is happening Duncan asks Curtis "but how is he gonna go without it?" His voice is very light, his eyes half closed, and he is clearly nearing his climax as well. Although he seems to be less concerned with that than Drake is. The old mule had started silently begging to be able to get off. Although the pain in his ass and Jay's complete lack of skill weren't helping. It isn't hard to imagine that after so long with the ring and now all this the old mule has a massive case of blue balls. 

When the bull starts to cum Drake moans and tries to pull away. Once again he pulls his cock free of Jay's mouth. This time the older child looks too exhausted to do anything. He can barely hold his mouth closed so when some of the cum lands in his mouth he chokes on it and starts coughing. With his ass finally free of the bull's large shaft Drake sobs and says "please don't cut it off. I'll do anything. I'll fuck the kids. I'll even fuck an animal. Just please don't do it." The older stallion's selfish nature finally wins out. He bargains with every depraved thing he can thing of from blowing the pair that owns them, raping his own children, he even says he'll do to Jay what they want to do to him. Referring to removing the 14 inches of hard flesh laying on Jay's stomach.

William and Curtis: Still teasing Duncan, Curtis was giving the young teen mule some slow, teasing strokes. He wanted to boy to last as long as possible. Especially with the main attraction still coming up. "Oh don't worry about that Duncan, we'll leave your dad a nice hole to pee from, just like a girl would, you know!" he explained calmly like it'd be the most normal thing in the world. William meanwhile stood there, milking the last drops of semen from his cock. The bull put a hand on Drake's ass, inspecting the ruined mess that was the man's tailhole. It was gaping wide open, bruised and bleeding from the abuse it had just suffered while little dribbled of semen kept leaking out. William gave himself a satisfied nod. Suddenly he took a hold of the mule's balls, rolling them around in their sack. The pleading for release had not gone unnoticed with William leaning over the back of the man. "What's the matter Drake, getting a little desperate?" he teased. But instead of a straight answer, all William got were pleas for mercy and offers to compromise. The mule announced in no uncertain terms what he'd do with animals and even his kids. 

Leaving cute young Duncan on the edge of orgasm, it was Curtis who stood up now. He walked up next to Drake, gripping those manes once again. "Right.. right... RIGHT! Shut up!" the horse yelled at his half brother when there seemed to be no end to the things the man could think up to try and get out of getting his dick cut off. "This is what's wrong here Drake, you're a selfish piece of shit. You'd fuck your own kids and cut their dicks off just to keep yours. You're no father, fuck, you're hardly even a person and I think now that your sons have seen you for the worthless excuse of a dad you are, it's time to make you look the part. William?" he asked the bull before grabbing the knife from the table. "Here we go." Curtis said as he let go and walked back to Duncan, going straight back to stroking that youthful erection, keeping the boy on edge while William did nothing more but hold the cool blade to the base of Drake's shaft, giving Jay a mischievous grin as he was laying underneath it all with that exhausted, shocked look. 

Drunken: Duncan was squirming more and more in his seat as he is teased. He continues to huff in pleasure even as a part of him dreads what is happening. He nods at the stallion's explanation but he still feels bad for his Father. Especially as he takes a long look at the bleeding gaping mess that is the old stallion's ass after the bull had finished. Jay can't see this but he had managed to move his head a little to the side so the mess only drips on his cheek. Although his eyes open when the old mule groans from the touch to his swollen balls. 

After the mule starts to plead though both of his sons just roll their eyes. They aren't surprised it seems and Duncan just grunts from the sudden lack of attention. Jay on the other hand sighs and grumbles something unintelligible in his Dad's direction. Both of them have seen him offer them up before. The main difference between now and then is he always managed to get out of it at the last minute; they seem to be no more than annoyed. The old mule goes silent when Curtis starts to yell and only whimpers. Then he feels the knife touch his flesh. He struggles so much that it might cause the blade to cut into him a little. As soon as that happens he starts to cry like a blubbering child. That isn't the worst part though. The terrified mule starts to urinate out of fear and that leads to poor Jay coughing and trying to get out of the way as his Dad pisses on his face.

William and Curtis: William didn't expect the sudden and quite pathetic fit of squirming; the older mule's dick pushed itself along the blade, leaving a nasty little nick that had fresh blood trickling down the length of meat. The bull pulled the blade back, kind of displeased the first cut wasn't his own doing. He sighed and put the knife down, the cockring was still happily vibrating away at a low pulse. William pulled the ring down from the base all the way to the tip. Right as he was about to take it off however, the man started to piss. "Jesus." William said as he backed off slightly. "Christ, grab a hold of yourself man." he said to Drake. "Can't even hold it together in front of your own kids." he muttered in disgust as he pulled the ring off, getting his fingers a little wet in the process. On the floor a nice puddle of piss was now collecting as it splashed off of Jay's face. The bull felt no need to 'rescue' poor Jay though, in all honesty it was kind of hot having the old man piss on his son. "Here, at least try and enjoy it." William chuckled as he leaned down, gripping Jay's dick and simply putting the cockring right below the boy's cockhead, sending vibrations down the length. It was a good thing it was made of rubber and quite suitable for just about anywhere. 

James then got back into position, he picked up the knife and aimed the sharp tip at the center of the man's cock, he waited until the man's flow of urine started to die down somewhat. "Right, enough of that. Say goodbye to your willy Drake." William said. With his free hand he gripped the man's cock firmly, pulling Drake down against the wooden table before he slowly pushed the blade into the dead center of the thick cock. Trickles of blood started to seep out from around the blade as it was inched into the flesh. With a firm push he cut through the man's urethra, causing piss to pour out of the wound. William didn't care, he kept slowly pushing further until finally the metal became visible on the other side. "Theeere we are." he said almost lovingly as if delivering a baby. Instead he sliced to the left, pulled the blade out, turned it around and sliced to the right, cutting the blood mess that was the mule's cock free. "Tadaa!" he said as he held it up, blood gushing out of the nasty wound that used to be Drake's cock. "Oh, right." he said, unceremoniously throwing the cut shaft on top of Jay's chest. 

In the meantime Curtis had his hand tightly wrapped around Duncan's cock, he'd kept the boy on edge, but no longer as he was masturbating the boy fully now. No matter the cruelly performed on his father, the boy would cum from the horse. "You don't like your daddy that much anyway, do you?" Curtis teased Duncan. "It's good that he's losing his dick, he'll be better for it." he went on, his hand going up and down the hard mulecock. William had gotten out the small torch, with a few clicks it turned on, a precise blue flame appearing. Unceremoniously William slipped two fingers inside of Drake's stretched asshole, pulling the man down again like that quite forcefully. "Now hold still stumpy, got to get this wound closed or you'll bleed out." he said, pulling on the hole harder before he started to sear the wound shut, carefully leaving the man's new pisshole intact. The shed started to reek of burnt flesh, but the job was done in about ten seconds. "There. Perfect." William said as he ran his finger over his work before slipping his finger into the urethra hole, making sure it was open. 

Drunken: The old stallion of a mule continues to thrash as he pisses. He is lost and panicking and totally trapped inside his own head by that point. He doesn't notice as the ring is slipped off of him. However, as the ring is slipped on him he lets out a pleased whimper. As William returns to his position and puts the knife against Drake again the old man just whines out. It is loud and pathetic noise. A noise that turns into a full scream as his cock is cut. He screams as his cock is slowly removed. The flow of urine washes the blood down his shaft and causing it to drip onto Jay who is watching the whole scene with a mixture of horror and arousal. By the time the final cuts come Drake's screaming had become silent. His eyes bulging and his mouth open as tears silently flow down his cheeks. 

Jay is horrified to see the wound on his Father in the place of the cock. When the bloody shaft is tossed on his chest he grunts and squirms but only manages to move it to the center of his chest. Duncan has watched all of this and responded to Curtis' attention very favorably. His cock is twitching and it is clear that he's about to unload from the stallion's hand. When the blow torch is used on Drake he starts to scream again. This time it isn't as powerful; his voice is ruined from the first set of screams. However, this time the sound is augmented. Jay, despite himself, lets out a long groan and starts to blow his load all over his Father's dismembered cock. The poor stallion had been turned on by all this it seems. Duncan isn't far behind. Just about the time William is pulling his finger out of Drake's urethra Curtis feels hot sticky cum shooting on his arm and hand. Although Duncan isn't as vocal as Jay had been.

William and Curtis: The screams were like music to the ears of both the stallion and the bull. Jay's face at this point had become a disgusting mess of semen, blood and piss and it was quite a pathetic sight to behold really. All of that didn't really matter, because despite the brutality that both men were inflicting on the poor mule family, on some level they couldn't help but enjoy it. William turned his attention to Jay in surprise when the young mule blew his semen all over his old man's cock, his finger still deep in daddy mule's pisshole as the bull was sort of idly fingering that. "Well fuck me, you must've liked that little show." he teased the young mule. There was no need to keep the teenage boy in the position he was in anymore. William pulled his finger out of the stub, leaned down and picked Jay, along with the chair he was bound to, up. With an old rag that was hanging off of the support beams William wiped the boy's face and chest clean of the majority of the mess before gripping the dismembered cock. "I'll hang on to this." he said with a chuckle, giving Jay's cheek a few soft pats, leaving the vibrating cockring in place. 

Meanwhile Curtis held on to Duncan's pulsing cock a while longer before the boy's erection died down. "Very good." he complimented the boy. Rubbing the boy's cum into his short fur. He'd have a shower in a little bit anyway. Once again Curtis walked over to Drake, crouching down in front of the old mule. "Well, there you go, don't you just feel 5 pounds lighter?" he asked with a smirk. "Now I wish I could say that this was the end of the debt collection, but.. that just wouldn't be true. William was already deep down in the bag, digging around for something. "But don't worry, your boys don't need to be around for this part. Well, unless you want them here." Curtis teased while William got out a pair of pliers. He clicked them in mid-air a few times. "Time ta pull some teeth, say ah." the bull said with a sadistic grin on his face. 

Drunken: Jay is gasping for breath after he cums. He is still looking up at the mutilated stump that marks where his Dad's cock had been attached. He even has a full view of the bull fingering the old mule's piss hole. An act which causes Drake to groan in yet more pain. The stallion's voice is wispy from over use but he can still make a sound. Jay grunts when William moves him but he doesn't try to fight or anything. He even mutters "thanks" when the bull wipes him off. Jay and Drake both seem to be in a state of shock. However, Jay has stayed hard even after cumming and when the ring is left in place he looks down. He lets out a huffy moan and says "Mr. William, thank you for letting me use the ring." He looks at Drake and says "I can't imagine what the old man's balls feel like but mine were aching from all the wonderful things you've done." One thing is clear. Jay doesn't mean he enjoyed everything but he has a weak will and is trying to impress his captors. He is less selfish than Drake but he seems to have inherited the old mule's back bone. 

Duncan is panting a little after he is done unloading. He looks at Curtis when he is told he did well and smiles weakly "Th-thanks Uncle Curtis." He tries to stretch and suddenly asks "Uncle Curtis can I be untied? My arms hurt." The youngest of the three seems to be drawn a little to Curtis. He is scared but he's being polite. Hoping to get a little bit of freedom to stretch but he clearly is still weary of both of them judging by how he looks at William out of the corner of his eye. He does this just as William talks to Drake. The only response William gets out of the tortured stallion is wide eyes and more attempts to escape; the oldest of the trio is nothing but terrified of the bull. Not that he doesn't have a good reason. 

William and Curtis: William had just gotten out the pliers when he heard the boy thank him, it wasn't a genuine thanks but a submissive, spineless one. William took a few firm steps in Jay's direction. He put the pliers on the flare of Jay's sensitive cockhead and squeezed nice and tight. "Shut up kid, I just cut your old man's dick off. Show some balls and at least fucking curse my name or some shit. Christ." William shouted in Jay's face before easing off with the pliers. "Curtis, I'm gonna keep limpdick here for a while, didn't you have some plans for Duncan?" he stated. "Yea that's alright, come on Duncan, let's go get you ready as well, I'll untie you from the chair but I'm keeping your legs and arms tied together." Curtis replied before answering the young boy. With that he undid the ropes holding Duncan to the chair he'd been seated on for at least 5 hours now. Curtis put an arm around Duncan "I've got someone you should meet!" he said almost cheerfully as they walked out of the barn. 

As Duncan was led away from his family, William was certainly not letting any time go to waste. The two friends had discussed at length about what they wanted to do with Drake and had gotten all the equipment they needed ready. Hell they even turned an unused outhouse into a nice space where the mule could spend his days. William had started with pulling each of the man's teeth, ripping them out until there was nothing left but bleeding gums and a tongue flopping in between there. Next were the mule's eyes, with a thick spike the bull blinded the man, knowing just where to stab to not have Drake bleed out. He blindfolded the man, not wanting to look at the mess that was now Drake's face. After that William got out a bone saw, with precision he cut through the man's left upper arm and then the right, leaving just enough of a stub to bolt two metallic covers in place over the stub. The covers had rings which would be ideal for chaining up the man a little later. During that time William always made sure the man couldn't bleed out, but he didn't get any rest either. After that William drilled a hole through the man's lower jaw, exactly in the middle where a nice golden ring was put in place before the bull went on to the man's nipples, giving them two ring piercings as well. Through that he ran a cute silver chain, connecting the nipples with the ring through the chin, forcing the man to keep his mouth open or risk ripping his nipples straight from his body. He had tied the man on his back at this point, a pathetic display of what was once the 'proud' father of two children. William finally let the man rest, leaving his son alone with him with the cockring eternally vibrating. 

Drunken: Jay lets out a whine as the pliers pinch him. Then he practically growls "what do you want me to do? I just don't wanna end up like him." Then he sniffles a little as the pressure eases up but he glares at William. He decides to just remain silent in the face of the bull's approach. As this happens Duncan is paying attention to Curtis. When he is told his arms and legs will stay tied together he huffs like a child would but doesn't complain. Instead he just nods and goes with Curtis without putting up a fight. However, when he sees that he can still walk with how he is tied up the little stallion gets more cheerful and follows Curtis without complaint as they leave the barn. Just as the door closes William and Jay can hear Duncan ask "what is the name of the person we're meeting?"

Back in the barn Drake is sure he is in hell. As his teeth are pulled all he can manage is a whine. It seems less painful when compared to the feeling he'd experienced with his cock. When the bull goes for his eyes the old mule finds a second wind though. He screams and begs until it is over. As the blindfold is placed on him he just seems to go limp. He manages ask "Wha?" as he hears the bone saw. However, before the word forms completely he is back to his hoarse screaming. His raspy voice barely able to make a real noise. After that the mule is just too weak to protest. He whimpers as his jaw is pierced and he whines when he can't close his mouth. However, when the bull is done Drake has no fight left in him. The entire time this happens Jay watches in amazed silence. He is shocked but the ring on his cock causes him to blow his load twice more just while William is working; it seems the young stallion lacks self-control but not stamina.

William and Curtis: Sunshine washed over the young teenage mule body now that he was outside again. In the distance behind them the screams of the boy's father came out muffled through the wooden walls of the shed. "Don't worry too much about your dad, William knows what he's doing. He's just making a few.. Changes to him." he said as he rubbed his hand over the boy's shoulder. They walked out to a field of grass, it was a sharp contrast to the yellow sand that was out in front of the large house where the shed stood. A fence made up of dark brown beams cordoned off the area, but there was a sturdy looking gate to enter the small pasture. In the field a black feral stallion walked up to the fence, curious about who the newcomer was it seemed. Curtis and Duncan stopped right at the fence where the horse greeted them with an excited whinny. Here we are, Duncan, this is Ezekiel, or Zeke for short. He's the friendliest horse you'll ever meet. Well until he gets excited, but don't worry about that yet." Curtis chuckled, reaching out and giving the white splotch of fur on the horse's nose and rub. "Here, stand still for a second." he said to Duncan. He guided the horse's nose down to in between the beams so that it was at crotch hight with Duncan. Zeke sniffed a few times before his warm tongue reached out and he gave the boy's sheath and cock a few licks before Curtis pushed the horse away. "Right enough of that. We'll get some good use out of him later. For now, let's get you cleaned up. 

With that Curtis lead Duncan through into the house, at the ground floor there was a shower, it was nice, warm and refreshing and the treatment that Duncan was getting was quite opposite of the living hell that William was making Drake go through along with Jay. When William had Drake pretty much to the point that he was ready he turned his attention to the teen who had just blown his load twice. "Right, enough of that. You're enjoying watching your father in agony a little too much." the bull said as if he had any right to talk, his cock already rock hard again. He didn't act on it though, instead he took the ring off of Jay. He gave the mule a few painful pinches at the base of his balls until that erection died down. From the bag came a cockcage, nicely sized for the mule's dick. William slipped the cool metal over the boy's somewhat overused cock and locked a ring in place that tightly held the boy's balls down and forward a bit so they were nicely on display. 

Drunken: The youngest mule seems to enjoy being back in the open. At least he isn't terribly shy so he doesn't protest to being naked like many males his age would. Then again he is a stallion and he'd never had anything to hide in the locker room. As they approach the fence line Duncan smiles a little and says "you don't see many four legged stallions anymore." He seems fascinated by the stallion. He even says "hello Zeke" and it is clear he'd pet the stallion if he could reach. When the stallion bends down Duncan just looks. He actually laughs when he is licked and says "it tickles." Then he looks at Curtis after the stallion is pushed away. He teases Curtis "he must think like you." The younger one seems a lot more comfortable now that they are alone. He seems a lot less afraid of Curtis than William. 

Once they are in the house Duncan follows Curtis. To say he is being obedient would be incorrect. He just seems to instinctively follow the stallion through the house and when they get to the shower he doesn't seem to mind Curtis staying. When he is washed he makes a few pleased noises and just lazily stands under the water as Curtis takes care of him. He looks a little disappointed when the water turns off but he says "I've never been washed before. That was nice; can we do it again sometime?" It seems like part of him is still in shock from everything he's seem and his response is to latch onto the first person who is nice to him. After he is clean Duncan asks Curtis "May I please be untied Uncle Curtis? I promise I won't try anything silly. I just want to stretch." He holds out his hands hopefully and seems sincere enough in his promise. Although he is in enough turmoil that he may change his mind suddenly if he sees a chance to escape. 

Back in the barn Jay is staring at his Dad without blinking. As the bull finishes and turns his attention to Jay the oldest son asks "Wh-what are you gonna do with him now?" He seems afraid of William. Whether he gets an answer or not he stares at the device that William brings to him. At first he's afraid it'll do something terrible but when it just covers his cock he seems relieved. Then after a few minutes he clears his throat and just looks up at William. It is clear by his eyes he is terrified of the bull but he has no where to run to. He just silently hopes he won't get the same treatment as his old man.

William and Curtis: Curtis couldn't help but chuckle at Duncan's remark. "Oh you have no idea." he replied with grin before they headed inside. He had to admit, he kind of liked the little fuck that he had come into possession of, not that that would stop him from playing out all that things he'd ever wanted to do. As soon as Duncan was under the shower and the stallion had his hands all over the underage mule's body he thought about the best way to proceed. Out of all the three boys, Duncan would be getting the most 'freedoms' if that's what it could be called. "Sorry Duncan but the ropes stay on for a little while longer, just until we've got your dad and your brother settled in. We also have something for you, just to make sure you don't suddenly decide to go off on your own, or even worse, try to run." Curtis said as he finished up the boy's shower, drying the youth off. He led the boy into the living room where there was a package on the table. He sat Duncan down on the couch before focusing on the box. Curtis hadn't even gotten around to unpacking the thing. Opening the box he pulled out a collar with a small manual. There was an app on his phone and a set up guide. He sat himself down next to Duncan and went through the set-up process. He defined a range, manual mode, emergency. "There we go, all done." he finally said after fifteen minutes. He slipped the thing around Duncan's neck. "Alright, so explanation time. I ordered this slave collar. Top of the line stuff, as soon as you go out of range of either my phone or the wi-fi a rubber balloon will inflate, choking you just enough to make you feint, but not kill you. Let's test, don't worry I won't inflate it all the way." Curtis said, pressing a button on his phone a small hiss started around the boy's neck. "Perfect!" he said, pressing again to deflate the thing. 

Meanwhile in the barn, William was still standing in front of Jay. "Well, daddy's going to rest a little bit until he's not so much of a blubbering mess any more and then we'll get him installed." he said, knowing full well that the teen could have no idea what that meant exactly. William picked up a water bottle from the floor, opened it up. "Here, drink this. It'll get the nasty taste out of your mouth." William said as he put the water bottle to teen's lips, having the boy drink it up. "I'm done for now, I'll check in on you and pops here tomorrow." he said. The man had been tied up once again, this time on his back. Just for William's own fun he'd put Jay pretty close in between dad's legs and had tied the man so that his legs were up in the air, giving Jay a permanent view of Drake's stump, balls and torn tailhole. With that the bull left the two to their own devices, heading in for a relaxing afternoon of nothing. 

After William came into the house, Curtis had brought the boy up to a small barren room on the second floor with a pillow on the ground, there was one window with bars in front of it. The boy was instructed to just stay there and get some sleep while both men went around the ranch and do their daily chores. They did have a responsibility to the ranch after all. By nightfall William checked in on all three family members to see if they were all still in an alright condition and tended to some basic needs. Tomorrow would be a brand new day with plenty for the three mules to suffer through. 

Drunken: After everything is said and done it doesn't take much to get Duncan to comply. The collar test seems to make him nervous but when that is over he just nods and says "ok." Then he goes up into the barren room without protesting. Although with William in the house he seems a bit more jumpy. It is pretty clear he doesn't trust the bull. Still, when he is put in the room he just nods and lays down with his back to the window. They don't hear another sound out of him until the come to check on him. Then all he does is look at them and try to smile a little. He seems comfortable enough and it is clear he hasn't fought against the ropes. He just remains there in the floor. Stretching whenever he needs to. 

Jay, for his part, just accepts William's answer in silence. He doesn't ask for any clarification and when he gets the bottled water he drinks it as long as William lets him. When he is placed between his Dad's legs he just stares at the mutilated old man. He doesn't make a sound as William leaves. Drake, for his part, can only seem to whimper and he doesn't struggle as he is tied up. Jay leans back and tries to rest but when William returns to check on them he finds Jay asleep with his head on Drake's thigh and his nose against the old mule's balls. The oldest son snores lightly. Drake is laying there, breathing steadily, and probably asleep himself. Although with the blindfold it is impossible to tell. He doesn't react to the door being opened at least. All three stay in their place as the hours pass. Waiting for William and Curtis to come back to them.