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Exhaustion had taken its toll. \n\nRegrets entered my mind immediately. What was I thinking? I can’t take anymore! I’m far past my limits! Steadily the narrow end of the large metal funnel inched closer. The pressure on my sensitive lips mounted as they pressed the funnel onto my shut mouth once more. Until inevitably, the metal entered and went past the teeth. My strained jaw wailed in agony as tears dropped down.\n\n“Beautiful! So beautiful! Such a proud steed!” the Squirrel Queen proclaimed. She brushed through my leg fur. Then her hand circled around my rock-hard shaft before she weighed my orange-sized testicles in her palm. \n\n“Clearly on your limit, and you resist. Lovely!” Her damn voice. Her damn words!\n\n“But, one might say your cock disagrees. Such a big twitching rod. Do you want me to ride you, little Horsey?” The Queen teased.\n\n“Grmpf—mmhhhh—nuhhh!”\n\n“No? How unfortunate! Or do you think a Squirrel can’t take your dick? Oh, you would be surprised, Horsey! I can take a lot! Arthur here can confirm! He knows firsthand! Am I right, Arthur?\n\n“Ya, yer Highness! Ye can take a lot!”\n\n“You see, Horsey? Aaaand Arthur—I want to see you at my chambers this evening! I need to ride out some built-up tension. Our guest here excites me quite a bit!”\n\n“Ya, yer Highness! My pleasure, yer Highness!” Arthur replied eagerly while his loincloth showed a massive bulge.\n\n“Mmmhh, I feel your muscles spasm. Such a warm, sweaty body! Lovely! Such a precious steed!” \n\nThis little devil of a Squirrel! \n\n“Keep resisting, for me, please! Can you do that for me, little Horsey? Arthur, now!”\n\nThen, two more gallons of water quickly suffocated my grunts of fury. Mercilessly the fluid filled the funnel. How many times has that been repeated today? I couldn’t take anymore! Please make it stop!\n\nWater gushed out from the corners of my mouth. It splatted on the table they had shackled me to. From there, it spilled onto the floor. An unpleasant amount of water discovered another painful way out through my nostrils. \n\nUnfortunately, the largest part of it filled my already-ready-to-burst stomach. Tears mixed into the puddle of water my head lay. Yet I had to resist! I could not betray my King! Never! I will withstand this torment! Withstand that red devil of a Queen. \n\n“Yes, tug on your shackles! Does it hurt? Does your stomach hurt? Yes?” The wicked bitch of a Queen smiled and clapped her hands.\n\nAfter an eternity passed, air filled my lungs again. The water had ended either on the floor or inside me. Dazed by exhaustion, pain, and despair, I heard a dull noise. “Slk, slk, slp! Slrp!”\n\n“Ohhh, don’t make such big eyes, Horsey. You’re a sight to behold. And we’re all private here. Just you and me. Well, and trusty Arthur there. Though, he hardly counts. Basically just inventory. Am I right, Arthur?”\n\n“Ya, yer highness. Am just unather tort’re device. Dun’ pay any heed to me!” \n\n“See, Horsey, it’s just us two here!” Her hands continued masturbating beneath her dress while she squatted over my chest.\n\n“Mmmh, your nipples are so hard.” Wet sticky finger explored my body. Smearing her fluids all over me. Disgusting, bitch! Then she carried on to finger herself. Drips of her fluids mixed with my sweat.\n\n“Arthur, replace that rod. I think we need a bigger one!” her hand visibly moved faster beneath her dress now.\n\n“Yes, yer highness, unnerstood!” the muscular Elephant replied.\n\n“Urrrk, mphhh, nnnnuhhh!” The large funnel prevented any discernable protest.\n\nJolts of lightning shot through my body as the clumsy finger of the pachyderm removed the metal rod from my urethra. The Squirrel and Elephant ignored the screams of pain echoing through the room. \n\n“Mhhhh, you’re shivering quite a bit. Wait until the rod is replaced! Arthur, show him the next one!” the smiling devil of a Squirrel fondled the fur behind my ears. At least she had stopped masturbating. \n\nHe did and—no! They are joking! Right? The previous one, as thick as an index finger, seemed like a bad joke at the time. But this cannot be true! The new one was half the diameter of my cock! That’s not going in!\n\n“Mhhh, do you want to delay the inevitable a bit longer? Yes? Good!”\n\nThe Squirrel positioned herself over my crotch, her long dress like a tent over the middle part of my body. Then she lowered herself onto me. With laughable ease, my cock slid into the Queen’s moist nethers. Mere seconds later, the Squirrel had taken me balls-deep. How this small rodent took a whole erect Horse cock would remain a miracle.\n\nIf she wouldn’t torture me, her insides would already be filled with horse semen. There was no denying her beauty, and small folk that effortlessly took in big folk got me going. There was once that Mouse prostitute I fucked in a harbor town—long ago. Yet given the horrific circumstances, my body refused to provide a single drop. Not that I had intentions to grant her that victory.\n\nThe Queen’s attention didn’t remain long on her sexual endeavor. After a mere minute, she got up, and my hard and needier-than-ever shaft slid out from her spacious inside. An audible and shameful *slurp* accompanied the action. “See Horsey! I take your little cock anytime! But enough dallying around, Arthur the rod!”\n\n“Yes, yer Highness!”\n\n“Yes, boy, scream! I know it’s large! Scream! Yeeeees! Scream!” her manic laughter intermingled with my screams of agony. Arthur inserted the absurdly large rod mercilessly and swiftly. What a perverse miracle that a urethra could be stretched that wide! \n\nDiscomfort, pain, and shame aside, it fulfilled the same purpose as the previous rod. No pissing for the tortured Horse! Which became an issue. My bladder and stomach were filled with gallons of water. Yet with the metal blocking the exit, they forced me to endure.\n\n“Arthur, I think his cock loses some rigidity!”\n\n“I agree, yer Highness. I bring the herbs!”\n \n“Oh, come on, Horsey! Stop your whining! Stay hard, and I don’t have to do this a seventh time today!” With practiced efficiency, the Queen rubbed the herbs on my cock. They burned like hell. Yet their potency proved to be undeniable. My cock hadn’t gone soft for however long the torture in this windowless dungeon cell had lasted. Damn, red devil!\n\nWithout warning, the Elephant approached and emptied another two gallons into the funnel. Once more, I barely avoided drowning. My belly and bladder were ready to burst. So much water! Too much water! \n\n“Mmmmh! I hope you don’t mind the mess on your chest. But your screams had been so cute. I couldn’t hold back. No? Good!” \n\nShockingly that bitch indeed, had squirted on my chest. This situation could not be more hopeless. Futile! I can’t win! She won’t stop! Tears ran down my cheeks. She either gets information or she gets off. I lose! \n\nThe grimace of a Squirrel approached me, looked into my eyes from a close distance, and smiled. “Yes, you understand now! Don’t you? It doesn’t matter what you do, you do exactly what I want! Now what’s your choice for the next hour? Entertain me? Or, finally, talk? What will it be?”\n\nWater gushed out my mouth when the Queen suddenly knelt on my overfilled stomach. Her weight added to the fullness and made it even less bearable. Wait! What is she doing? That’s a knife! Nononono! Not that! \n\n“Now, Horsey! Do you have something to tell me? Talk, or I’ll entertain myself!”\n\nHer back blocked the sight, but the skin around my balls stretched as she pulled them back, and a cold sensation hit when the knife touched my testicle’s base. \n\n“Mmmmmmmh, nuhhhh, mhhhh”\n\n“Hm, Arthur, would you be so kind as to remove the funnel momentarily? Horsey might have something to tell us. No?”\n\n“Please, not my balls, please! Your Highness, I say everything, please! Yes, I’m a spy. I was to gather intel on the defense of the border regions. We don’t plan an attack. I was just to find out if that’s an option. That’s all, really! We don’t prepare for an invasion! I’m just a lowly spy! Please don’t castrate me, please!”\n\n“See, was that so difficult, Horsey? You could have saved yourself a lot of trouble if you had talked hours ago. Fortunately, you didn’t!” The Squirrel smiled wickedly. All blood left my head. When a sense of dread overwhelmed me, whatever she would say next would not be to my liking.\n\n“But now we have a new problem. You are a little traitor, aren’t you? And traitors need to be punished. I might not be on the best terms with your King; after all, he sent a spy. Yet, as a fellow ruler, I can tell the desire to punish and root out high treason. Normally I would send him a traitor back as a sign of goodwill. But— you’ll agree I can’t send a spy back.” The Queen showed an absurdly overacted thinking pose.\n\nHmmm—what to do—? Oh, I know! I’m going to punish you in your King’s name! He will be most pleased to know that the little traitor was properly punished! Then I can keep you and punish you for spying on us!” She lifted the knife once more and, with a devilish grin, turned towards my crotch. \n\n“Wait! What? No! NONONNONO! I told you everything! I told you everything! You can’t do that! NOOOOAAAHARHRHG!”\n\n“In the name of the Royal Highness Leopold, King of the Equine realm, this Horse committed High Treason. As Queen of the Rodent realm, I proclaim this spy guilty. Punishment will be served immediately! Let this be a warning never to betray your beloved King.” the Queen announced.\n\nDisbelievingly I witnessed my disconnected balls being handed over to the Elephant. “Arthur, would you be so kind as to prepare those for a shipment to the court of King Leopold? I’ll set up an accompanying letter later. Then pain and shock took its toll, and my world went black.\n\n—--\n\nGroggily, I attempted to open my eyes. Clotted by dried tears and sweat. Waves of agony meandered through jaw, nose, stomach, and—and crotch. Oh no! Oh, nono! My hand moved slowly toward where my balls should be.\n\n“I wouldn’t do that, boy.” a raspy voice proclaimed. “They are gone, but the less you touch there, the better it heals. I just stitched it. Don’t wanna have the wound bleeding again.”\n\nTears dripped onto the floor. My balls—gone—a gelding! Castrated like an animal! I buried my head into my hands. This can’t be! A traitor and a gelding! This Squirrel. This devil.\n\n“Now, now! It sucks, but it’s not the end of the world!”\n\n“What do you know about it? She cut my balls off like I’m an animal! After I betrayed my King and told her everything! What do you know about it? What!” Anger, fear, and frustration spoke.\n\n“A lot more than you think,” he said. “Look here.”\n\nFor the first time, I perceived the other male through my blurry vision of tears. A Rat, maybe forty years old. Naked and with dirty, crusty fur. With one hand, he held his sizeable, despite flaccid, cock up and gave sight to a smooth crotch. No balls, just a furless spot where they were supposed to be. \n\n“As you see, I know a lot of your loss! It sucks, I know. But they don’t grow back, no matter how long you cry. Believe me. I tried.”\n\n“Why? What did you—?”\n\n“Nothing, like you! I served the wrong King, that is all. I was his butler—and a little more—. After being overthrown, the Queen punished all servants close to him. Few people were closer to the old King than me. Though, she cut my balls off and threw me into this cell. Ever since I’ve been here. And occasionally, I stitch up her most recent victim.”\n\n“Here is no one else.”\n\n“Yeah, unlike me, they get transferred to wherever eventually—no clue where you will go. But you are probably going to be here until you have healed up. Can’t say I’m too mad about that. It quickly gets boring when I’m all by myself.”\n\nThe days went by slowly, and the Rat talked much more than asked for. However, he turned out to be a skillful healer. After some weeks, merely a scar and lots of regrets remained where once a mighty ballsack hung. \n\nBesides, to know he endured a similar trauma was comforting. Yet it didn’t dispel the awkwardness of being together with another naked guy in a cell—not for me, at least. He seemed not to bother. \n\nAt night he usually snuggled up to me. He brushed off my opposition by telling me he won’t pass the opportunity to get warmth at night. He had slept all alone too often. Despite being uncomfortable with it, keeping him on my good side seemed preferable. And he had a point; the nights were cold. That aside, it was nothing sexual, and warming him at night seemed like a fair price for tending to my wounds. Even his hands occasionally landing on my member by accident was forgivable.\n\nSeveral weeks passed like this, but eventually, a key was inserted from the other side of the heavy oak door, and with a loud creak, it opened. Oh no! The Queen! The devil! Sweat pearled down my forehead. All blood left my head and seemed to clump together in my stomach into a big knot. \n\n“There is my little Steed! All healed up?” With an apologetic look, the Rat approached me, grabbed my dick, and pulled it up and out of the way.\n\n“Your Highness, as you can see, the wound healed immaculately. Nothing but smooth skin and a small scar left.” His hand brushed over the spot where once testicles hung.\n\n“I see! Good work, slave! Do you think you deserve a reward, Rat?”\n\n“Yes, please, your Highness! Reward this pathetic Rat gelding for its obedience!”\n\n“All right! Rat! Have your way! You may suck this Horse’s cock. You did well!”\n\n“Thank you kindly, your gracious Highness!” \n\n“Oh, don’t get so big eyes, Horsey! He deserves a reward, don’t you think? Such a wound can be lethal! “\n\nA warm mouth wrapped around my flaccid member. Blood rushed into my cock, and soon despite the severe lack of testicles, it began to grow. My face burned with shame. He was—well—a he. His age and the disgusting Squirrel observing us made matters worse. \n\n“Horsey, you might be grateful to learn that your King thanked me for punishing you in his name. The relations between our realms improved significantly. In fact, as tribute, he gifted you to me.” A wicked smile appeared on the Squirrel’s face. \n\nThe Rat sucked eagerly, and audible slurping noises filled the room. Despite his effort and skill, my shaft didn’t reach more than half-mast. Dispelling this horrible realization with the argument that the Rat was too old and undoubtedly too male for my tastes did little to soothe me. \n\nNo! I knew the answer. The Queen watching or the Rat being male had nothing to do with my inability to get a proper erection. As much as it pained me to admit it, this Rat proved to be a masterful cocksucker. Further, his eagerness would pass as fanatism. He sucked and deepthroated my half-flaccid member like his life depended on it. But a gelding doesn’t get hard. I must accept that reality. \n\n“As punishment for spying on our realm, I sentence you to be my slave! My personal animal! You will pull my carriage together with my other three steeds! Your training will start today!”\n\nThe skillful tongue and throat of the Rat slave drowned the horror of the Queen’s message for the moment in bliss. In fact, right now, it shocked me more how furiously the rodent masturbated his own dick. While at the same time voluntarily choking on my massive shaft. He kept suffocating on it until his eyes rolled up, and he almost passed out. Then he pulled back for a few short breaths of air while he used his tongue to stimulate the tip of my cock. Not a single moment went by without him tending to my shaft.\n\nHis member seemed to refuse to reach more than half-mast like my own. Despite being visibly turned on by his actions. Never has one seen a guy rubbing his own cock harder. Transparent fluid, bare of any semen, dripped from his cock tip onto the floor. He moaned in bliss. \n\n“You will be treated as an animal. And you are expected to act this way! If you do so, I promise you a far more pleasant life than you deserve, Horsey! If you fail, I will see myself to your punishment!” \n\nThe last sentence gave me a shiver. Memories of the torture chamber and the glee she was in entered my memory. My half-flaccid member shrunk in a reaction like it wanted to hide. Soon only a shriveled Horse cock filled the Rat’s mouth. Who snorted in disappointment. \n\nYet it didn’t take the eager rodent long, and his valiant efforts paid off. Quickly he coaxed my cock out of its hiding, and it rose once more. Again it stopped at its pathetic half-mast. Apparently sufficient for the cock hungry rodent who murmured with approval and once more began to choke himself on my horse shaft. Fucking rodents! All perverts! Squirrel Queen and Rat gelding alike! \n\n“Now, Horsey, when I present you later to my friends, I expect flawless behavior from you! You don’t talk. In fact, you’ll never talk again! Animals don’t talk! You will walk upright with your head raised proudly. You won’t flinch by their touches. You will show pride to be your Queen’s Steed! Don’t dare embarrass me!”\n\nThis Squirrel was clearly insane, which made the situation so much worse! I nodded. What choice did I have? As much as everything in me loathed to obey, this Squirrel was dangerous. And who knows what punishments she had in store. Doubtless, her imagination for horrific torture methods did not run dry any time soon. Without knowing more about my situation, I must play along! After all, a chance for escape may occur at any time!\n\n“Rat, you are dismissed. Your reward is over.”\n\nHe obeyed immediately, and my cock slid out of his throat. *slrp!* The rodent sprinted to a corner of the cell on all fours and hunkered down. He explored every inch of my body while he maintained masturbating his flaccid member. He seemed to attempt to memorize every inch of me. And—damn, that’s likely what he did. Fucking pervert! Only insane people in this kingdom! God’s help—!\n\n“Now follow me, Horsey.” \n\nForcing my legs to move proved difficult. My body was frozen in fear. Fortunately, the heavenly blow job still resonated. My mind remained fogged with the haze of bliss. Due to the lack of balls and thus inability to shoot my load, it didn’t dissipate quickly. I followed her, stuck between anxiety and receding pleasure.\n\nHaving shown his true face and intention, the Rat still seemed the preferable company. A shiver ran down my back. Despite being in this cell alone with me, he feared the Queen to such a degree that he didn’t take action without her permission. What made him so–obedient? My body responded with another shiver. Doubtless, I’ll find the answer to that question all too quickly. Yes, I’d rather be with that middle-aged perverted Rat than her!\n\nOutside the cell, a guard waited. He tied a wooden staff to my neck and arms. Keeping me walking awkwardly with my arms stretched out at shoulder height. Ridiculous, as if I’d dare to hurt the Queen! As much as I wanted to. But they would kill me for that. Which, to be frank, didn’t prove to be the problem. The means of killing would be the issue. Dead would come most slowly yet paired with an infliction of maximum pain and suffering. Naturally, not a desirable situation. \nWe went from the dungeons to the courtyard and then to the palace’s park while traversing a maze of corridors. We stopped—no, I stopped—in front of a large gate. No!\n\n“No, bad Horsey! Keep walking! Others will see you get used to it! Animals don’t know shame! Don’t be stubborn now!”\n\nI shook my head. No! I could not go out there. Dozens of people chatted and laughed. Between them and me stood a mere wooden gate. Exposed as a nude gelding to a crowd of people seemed inconceivable. They mustn’t see me like this. No! This can’t be! \n\n“Last warning, Horse! You behave, or you get punished! And consider that I merely playfully toyed with you during the interrogation!”\n\nThe next step took all the little willpower left in my tormented body. One step closer to the door. Another step. One step closer to eternal shame. Another step. \n\n“Good boy! Keep going. They are all eager to see my newest Steed! Come, be a good animal! Always remember. You are not a person. Good boy. And one more step. Good Horsey. And another one. Yeah, what a good animal you are!”\n\nAnimal—? Animal. She is right; I am an animal! I’m not! But if— I must be—. Animals don’t know shame. Yes, I have to be an animal! Until I can escape, I have to be an animal! Be an animal, Conrad! Be an animal! I hate it! I hate it! Be an animal! Argh!!!\n\nEventually, we passed the gate. The prying gazes of dozens of nobles greeted us. They oohed and aahed at my sight. Shame shot into my face. Fuck being an animal! Being presented like this was torment. Even fully intact with balls, this would be too much embarrassment to take. Without them—a pathetic gelding—why can’t I die from shame? Please!\n\nHands touched me. Explored the fur on my back, stomach, legs, and arms. Eventually, someone bravely grabbed my dick. Weighed it in his hands. Laughed. My tears dripped down onto the marble floor. Soon my asshole was probed by the fingers of those perverts. They all touched the scar between my legs. Oh Gods, please help! This can’t be true- This can’t be my fate! \n\nEventually, the Queen stepped in. “Alright, that’s enough. You all know how timid new animals are!”\n\nTheir laughter hurt, but at least the nobles stopped their groping and probing. What a bunch of perverts! And I’m their toy. \n\n“Follow me, Horsey. Time to introduce you to your fellow steeds!”\n\nWe moved through the whole park. An unfortunately crowded park, with a gelded Horse as its main attraction! I must escape that place! I can’t take that! But I have to be patient! I hate that Squirrel! I hate that kingdom! But until a chance arrives, I have to pretend to be a good slave. Things get easier if she believes that I’m nothing but a broken, obedient animal! \n\n“No, Horsey, that’s just inappropriate. Let us start your training right now! Your legs have to be higher. Try to reach your chest with every step. Hmm! Better. But no, you can do even better. Make me proud, my Steed!”\n\nAs if she hadn’t humiliated me enough today! Awkwardly with every step, my knees almost reached my nipples. That way, anyone who cared to look, which unfortunately appeared to be everyone, got a good glimpse of what didn’t hang between my legs anymore. Shameful! No! Animals don’t know shame! For now, be an animal, Conrad! You have to believe it! No matter the pain!\n\nEventually, we reached a stable. The odor of unwashed horses was unmistakable. Despite the smell, only three other bipedal Horses were there. To get this smell, they must be denied a bath for months or years! Each Horse was locked in its own stall. \n\nOne empty one remained. It didn’t take a genius to know who was going there. None of them possessed their balls anymore. Geldings like me! They all stared straight ahead. Did they even notice us entering? Did they not care? Did the devil of a Squirrel press out every ounce of vigor and willpower? Will this be my future? No! I have to escape! This is hell! And she is the devil!\n\nMy blood froze when the Queen approached the other side of the stable. On the wall hung a fourth Horse. They did crucify him in an “X” shape. Large nails pierced through his wrists and ankles. He blabbered incoherently. For how long was he there? \n\nThe Queen brushed through his sweaty fur. Even gave the flaccid cock some strokes. “Look there, Horsey,” she said to him. “That one down there is your replacement.” The crucified gelding lifted his head slowly and with apparent effort, looking at me with his broken eyes.\n\nShe approached me again. “You see him, Horsey. Good! He will serve you and all of you as a reminder. Never-try-to-escape! I’ll keep him alive to serve you all as an example! Be good animals and live. Be bad animals and suffer!”\n\nI’m an animal! Shit!\n\n______\n\nConsider joining my Telegram Channel, where you can find WiPs and artworks I post nowhere else. 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“Oh yes, what a nice display of willpower, Horsey!” her vile words reached my ears mutedly. Exhaustion had taken its toll.

Regrets entered my mind immediately. What was I thinking? I can’t take anymore! I’m far past my limits! Steadily the narrow end of the large metal funnel inched closer. The pressure on my sensitive lips mounted as they pressed the funnel onto my shut mouth once more. Until inevitably, the metal entered and went past the teeth. My strained jaw wailed in agony as tears dropped down.

“Beautiful! So beautiful! Such a proud steed!” the Squirrel Queen proclaimed. She brushed through my leg fur. Then her hand circled around my rock-hard shaft before she weighed my orange-sized testicles in her palm.

“Clearly on your limit, and you resist. Lovely!” Her damn voice. Her damn words!

“But, one might say your cock disagrees. Such a big twitching rod. Do you want me to ride you, little Horsey?” The Queen teased.

“Grmpf—mmhhhh—nuhhh!”

“No? How unfortunate! Or do you think a Squirrel can’t take your dick? Oh, you would be surprised, Horsey! I can take a lot! Arthur here can confirm! He knows firsthand! Am I right, Arthur?

“Ya, yer Highness! Ye can take a lot!”

“You see, Horsey? Aaaand Arthur—I want to see you at my chambers this evening! I need to ride out some built-up tension. Our guest here excites me quite a bit!”

“Ya, yer Highness! My pleasure, yer Highness!” Arthur replied eagerly while his loincloth showed a massive bulge.

“Mmmhh, I feel your muscles spasm. Such a warm, sweaty body! Lovely! Such a precious steed!”

This little devil of a Squirrel!

“Keep resisting, for me, please! Can you do that for me, little Horsey? Arthur, now!”

Then, two more gallons of water quickly suffocated my grunts of fury. Mercilessly the fluid filled the funnel. How many times has that been repeated today? I couldn’t take anymore! Please make it stop!

Water gushed out from the corners of my mouth. It splatted on the table they had shackled me to. From there, it spilled onto the floor. An unpleasant amount of water discovered another painful way out through my nostrils.

Unfortunately, the largest part of it filled my already-ready-to-burst stomach. Tears mixed into the puddle of water my head lay. Yet I had to resist! I could not betray my King! Never! I will withstand this torment! Withstand that red devil of a Queen.

“Yes, tug on your shackles! Does it hurt? Does your stomach hurt? Yes?” The wicked bitch of a Queen smiled and clapped her hands.

After an eternity passed, air filled my lungs again. The water had ended either on the floor or inside me. Dazed by exhaustion, pain, and despair, I heard a dull noise. “Slk, slk, slp! Slrp!”

“Ohhh, don’t make such big eyes, Horsey. You’re a sight to behold. And we’re all private here. Just you and me. Well, and trusty Arthur there. Though, he hardly counts. Basically just inventory. Am I right, Arthur?”

“Ya, yer highness. Am just unather tort’re device. Dun’ pay any heed to me!”

“See, Horsey, it’s just us two here!” Her hands continued masturbating beneath her dress while she squatted over my chest.

“Mmmh, your nipples are so hard.” Wet sticky finger explored my body. Smearing her fluids all over me. Disgusting, bitch! Then she carried on to finger herself. Drips of her fluids mixed with my sweat.

“Arthur, replace that rod. I think we need a bigger one!” her hand visibly moved faster beneath her dress now.

“Yes, yer highness, unnerstood!” the muscular Elephant replied.

“Urrrk, mphhh, nnnnuhhh!” The large funnel prevented any discernable protest.

Jolts of lightning shot through my body as the clumsy finger of the pachyderm removed the metal rod from my urethra. The Squirrel and Elephant ignored the screams of pain echoing through the room.

“Mhhhh, you’re shivering quite a bit. Wait until the rod is replaced! Arthur, show him the next one!” the smiling devil of a Squirrel fondled the fur behind my ears. At least she had stopped masturbating.  

He did and—no! They are joking! Right? The previous one, as thick as an index finger, seemed like a bad joke at the time. But this cannot be true! The new one was half the diameter of my cock! That’s not going in!

“Mhhh, do you want to delay the inevitable a bit longer? Yes? Good!”

The Squirrel positioned herself over my crotch, her long dress like a tent over the middle part of my body. Then she lowered herself onto me. With laughable ease, my cock slid into the Queen’s moist nethers. Mere seconds later, the Squirrel had taken me balls-deep. How this small rodent took a whole erect Horse cock would remain a miracle.

If she wouldn’t torture me, her insides would already be filled with horse semen. There was no denying her beauty, and small folk that effortlessly took in big folk got me going. There was once that Mouse prostitute I fucked in a harbor town—long ago. Yet given the horrific circumstances, my body refused to provide a single drop. Not that I had intentions to grant her that victory.

The Queen’s attention didn’t remain long on her sexual endeavor. After a mere minute, she got up, and my hard and needier-than-ever shaft slid out from her spacious inside. An audible and shameful *slurp* accompanied the action. “See Horsey! I take your little cock anytime! But enough dallying around, Arthur the rod!”

“Yes, yer Highness!”

“Yes, boy, scream! I know it’s large! Scream! Yeeeees! Scream!” her manic laughter intermingled with my screams of agony. Arthur inserted the absurdly large rod mercilessly and swiftly. What a perverse miracle that a urethra could be stretched that wide!

Discomfort, pain, and shame aside, it fulfilled the same purpose as the previous rod. No pissing for the tortured Horse! Which became an issue. My bladder and stomach were filled with gallons of water. Yet with the metal blocking the exit, they forced me to endure.

“Arthur, I think his cock loses some rigidity!”

“I agree, yer Highness. I bring the herbs!”
 
“Oh, come on, Horsey! Stop your whining! Stay hard, and I don’t have to do this a seventh time today!” With practiced efficiency, the Queen rubbed the herbs on my cock. They burned like hell. Yet their potency proved to be undeniable. My cock hadn’t gone soft for however long the torture in this windowless dungeon cell had lasted. Damn, red devil!

Without warning, the Elephant approached and emptied another two gallons into the funnel. Once more, I barely avoided drowning. My belly and bladder were ready to burst. So much water! Too much water!

“Mmmmh! I hope you don’t mind the mess on your chest. But your screams had been so cute. I couldn’t hold back. No? Good!”

Shockingly that bitch indeed, had squirted on my chest. This situation could not be more hopeless. Futile! I can’t win! She won’t stop! Tears ran down my cheeks. She either gets information or she gets off. I lose!

The grimace of a Squirrel approached me, looked into my eyes from a close distance, and smiled. “Yes, you understand now! Don’t you? It doesn’t matter what you do, you do exactly what I want! Now what’s your choice for the next hour? Entertain me? Or, finally, talk? What will it be?”

Water gushed out my mouth when the Queen suddenly knelt on my overfilled stomach. Her weight added to the fullness and made it even less bearable. Wait! What is she doing? That’s a knife! Nononono! Not that!

“Now, Horsey! Do you have something to tell me? Talk, or I’ll entertain myself!”

Her back blocked the sight, but the skin around my balls stretched as she pulled them back, and a cold sensation hit when the knife touched my testicle’s base.

“Mmmmmmmh, nuhhhh, mhhhh”

“Hm, Arthur, would you be so kind as to remove the funnel momentarily? Horsey might have something to tell us. No?”

“Please, not my balls, please! Your Highness, I say everything, please! Yes, I’m a spy. I was to gather intel on the defense of the border regions. We don’t plan an attack. I was just to find out if that’s an option. That’s all, really! We don’t prepare for an invasion! I’m just a lowly spy! Please don’t castrate me, please!”

“See, was that so difficult, Horsey? You could have saved yourself a lot of trouble if you had talked hours ago. Fortunately, you didn’t!” The Squirrel smiled wickedly. All blood left my head. When a sense of dread overwhelmed me, whatever she would say next would not be to my liking.

“But now we have a new problem. You are a little traitor, aren’t you? And traitors need to be punished. I might not be on the best terms with your King; after all, he sent a spy. Yet, as a fellow ruler, I can tell the desire to punish and root out high treason. Normally I would send him a traitor back as a sign of goodwill. But— you’ll agree I can’t send a spy back.” The Queen showed an absurdly overacted thinking pose.

Hmmm—what to do—? Oh, I know! I’m going to punish you in your King’s name! He will be most pleased to know that the little traitor was properly punished! Then I can keep you and punish you for spying on us!” She lifted the knife once more and, with a devilish grin, turned towards my crotch.

“Wait! What? No! NONONNONO! I told you everything! I told you everything! You can’t do that! NOOOOAAAHARHRHG!”

“In the name of the Royal Highness Leopold, King of the Equine realm, this Horse committed High Treason. As Queen of the Rodent realm, I proclaim this spy guilty. Punishment will be served immediately! Let this be a warning never to betray your beloved King.” the Queen announced.

Disbelievingly I witnessed my disconnected balls being handed over to the Elephant. “Arthur, would you be so kind as to prepare those for a shipment to the court of King Leopold? I’ll set up an accompanying letter later. Then pain and shock took its toll, and my world went black.

—--

Groggily, I attempted to open my eyes. Clotted by dried tears and sweat. Waves of agony meandered through jaw, nose, stomach, and—and crotch. Oh no! Oh, nono! My hand moved slowly toward where my balls should be.

“I wouldn’t do that, boy.” a raspy voice proclaimed. “They are gone, but the less you touch there, the better it heals. I just stitched it. Don’t wanna have the wound bleeding again.”

Tears dripped onto the floor. My balls—gone—a gelding! Castrated like an animal! I buried my head into my hands. This can’t be! A traitor and a gelding! This Squirrel. This devil.

“Now, now! It sucks, but it’s not the end of the world!”

“What do you know about it? She cut my balls off like I’m an animal! After I betrayed my King and told her everything! What do you know about it? What!” Anger, fear, and frustration spoke.

“A lot more than you think,” he said. “Look here.”

For the first time, I perceived the other male through my blurry vision of tears. A Rat, maybe forty years old. Naked and with dirty, crusty fur. With one hand, he held his sizeable, despite flaccid, cock up and gave sight to a smooth crotch. No balls, just a furless spot where they were supposed to be.

“As you see, I know a lot of your loss! It sucks, I know. But they don’t grow back, no matter how long you cry. Believe me. I tried.”

“Why? What did you—?”

“Nothing, like you! I served the wrong King, that is all. I was his butler—and a little more—. After being overthrown, the Queen punished all servants close to him. Few people were closer to the old King than me. Though, she cut my balls off and threw me into this cell. Ever since I’ve been here. And occasionally, I stitch up her most recent victim.”

“Here is no one else.”

“Yeah, unlike me, they get transferred to wherever eventually—no clue where you will go. But you are probably going to be here until you have healed up. Can’t say I’m too mad about that. It quickly gets boring when I’m all by myself.”

The days went by slowly, and the Rat talked much more than asked for. However, he turned out to be a skillful healer. After some weeks, merely a scar and lots of regrets remained where once a mighty ballsack hung.

Besides, to know he endured a similar trauma was comforting. Yet it didn’t dispel the awkwardness of being together with another naked guy in a cell—not for me, at least. He seemed not to bother.

At night he usually snuggled up to me. He brushed off my opposition by telling me he won’t pass the opportunity to get warmth at night. He had slept all alone too often. Despite being uncomfortable with it, keeping him on my good side seemed preferable. And he had a point; the nights were cold. That aside, it was nothing sexual, and warming him at night seemed like a fair price for tending to my wounds. Even his hands occasionally landing on my member by accident was forgivable.

Several weeks passed like this, but eventually, a key was inserted from the other side of the heavy oak door, and with a loud creak, it opened. Oh no! The Queen! The devil! Sweat pearled down my forehead. All blood left my head and seemed to clump together in my stomach into a big knot.

“There is my little Steed! All healed up?” With an apologetic look, the Rat approached me, grabbed my dick, and pulled it up and out of the way.

“Your Highness, as you can see, the wound healed immaculately. Nothing but smooth skin and a small scar left.” His hand brushed over the spot where once testicles hung.

“I see! Good work, slave! Do you think you deserve a reward, Rat?”

“Yes, please, your Highness! Reward this pathetic Rat gelding for its obedience!”

“All right! Rat! Have your way! You may suck this Horse’s cock. You did well!”

“Thank you kindly, your gracious Highness!”

“Oh, don’t get so big eyes, Horsey! He deserves a reward, don’t you think? Such a wound can be lethal! “

A warm mouth wrapped around my flaccid member. Blood rushed into my cock, and soon despite the severe lack of testicles, it began to grow. My face burned with shame. He was—well—a he. His age and the disgusting Squirrel observing us made matters worse.

“Horsey, you might be grateful to learn that your King thanked me for punishing you in his name. The relations between our realms improved significantly. In fact, as tribute, he gifted you to me.” A wicked smile appeared on the Squirrel’s face.

The Rat sucked eagerly, and audible slurping noises filled the room. Despite his effort and skill, my shaft didn’t reach more than half-mast. Dispelling this horrible realization with the argument that the Rat was too old and undoubtedly too male for my tastes did little to soothe me.

No! I knew the answer. The Queen watching or the Rat being male had nothing to do with my inability to get a proper erection. As much as it pained me to admit it, this Rat proved to be a masterful cocksucker. Further, his eagerness would pass as fanatism. He sucked and deepthroated my half-flaccid member like his life depended on it. But a gelding doesn’t get hard. I must accept that reality.

“As punishment for spying on our realm, I sentence you to be my slave! My personal animal! You will pull my carriage together with my other three steeds! Your training will start today!”

The skillful tongue and throat of the Rat slave drowned the horror of the Queen’s message for the moment in bliss. In fact, right now, it shocked me more how furiously the rodent masturbated his own dick. While at the same time voluntarily choking on my massive shaft. He kept suffocating on it until his eyes rolled up, and he almost passed out. Then he pulled back for a few short breaths of air while he used his tongue to stimulate the tip of my cock. Not a single moment went by without him tending to my shaft.

His member seemed to refuse to reach more than half-mast like my own. Despite being visibly turned on by his actions. Never has one seen a guy rubbing his own cock harder. Transparent fluid, bare of any semen, dripped from his cock tip onto the floor. He moaned in bliss.

“You will be treated as an animal. And you are expected to act this way! If you do so, I promise you a far more pleasant life than you deserve, Horsey! If you fail, I will see myself to your punishment!”

The last sentence gave me a shiver. Memories of the torture chamber and the glee she was in entered my memory. My half-flaccid member shrunk in a reaction like it wanted to hide. Soon only a shriveled Horse cock filled the Rat’s mouth. Who snorted in disappointment.

Yet it didn’t take the eager rodent long, and his valiant efforts paid off. Quickly he coaxed my cock out of its hiding, and it rose once more. Again it stopped at its pathetic half-mast. Apparently sufficient for the cock hungry rodent who murmured with approval and once more began to choke himself on my horse shaft. Fucking rodents! All perverts! Squirrel Queen and Rat gelding alike!

“Now, Horsey, when I present you later to my friends, I expect flawless behavior from you! You don’t talk. In fact, you’ll never talk again! Animals don’t talk! You will walk upright with your head raised proudly. You won’t flinch by their touches. You will show pride to be your Queen’s Steed! Don’t dare embarrass me!”

This Squirrel was clearly insane, which made the situation so much worse! I nodded. What choice did I have? As much as everything in me loathed to obey, this Squirrel was dangerous. And who knows what punishments she had in store. Doubtless, her imagination for horrific torture methods did not run dry any time soon. Without knowing more about my situation, I must play along! After all, a chance for escape may occur at any time!

“Rat, you are dismissed. Your reward is over.”

He obeyed immediately, and my cock slid out of his throat. *slrp!* The rodent sprinted to a corner of the cell on all fours and hunkered down. He explored every inch of my body while he maintained masturbating his flaccid member. He seemed to attempt to memorize every inch of me. And—damn, that’s likely what he did. Fucking pervert! Only insane people in this kingdom! God’s help—!

“Now follow me, Horsey.”

Forcing my legs to move proved difficult. My body was frozen in fear. Fortunately, the heavenly blow job still resonated. My mind remained fogged with the haze of bliss. Due to the lack of balls and thus inability to shoot my load, it didn’t dissipate quickly. I followed her, stuck between anxiety and receding pleasure.

Having shown his true face and intention, the Rat still seemed the preferable company. A shiver ran down my back. Despite being in this cell alone with me, he feared the Queen to such a degree that he didn’t take action without her permission. What made him so–obedient? My body responded with another shiver. Doubtless, I’ll find the answer to that question all too quickly. Yes, I’d rather be with that middle-aged perverted Rat than her!

Outside the cell, a guard waited. He tied a wooden staff to my neck and arms. Keeping me walking awkwardly with my arms stretched out at shoulder height. Ridiculous, as if I’d dare to hurt the Queen! As much as I wanted to. But they would kill me for that. Which, to be frank, didn’t prove to be the problem. The means of killing would be the issue. Dead would come most slowly yet paired with an infliction of maximum pain and suffering. Naturally, not a desirable situation.
We went from the dungeons to the courtyard and then to the palace’s park while traversing a maze of corridors. We stopped—no, I stopped—in front of a large gate. No!

“No, bad Horsey! Keep walking! Others will see you get used to it! Animals don’t know shame! Don’t be stubborn now!”

I shook my head. No! I could not go out there. Dozens of people chatted and laughed. Between them and me stood a mere wooden gate. Exposed as a nude gelding to a crowd of people seemed inconceivable. They mustn’t see me like this. No! This can’t be!

“Last warning, Horse! You behave, or you get punished! And consider that I merely playfully toyed with you during the interrogation!”

The next step took all the little willpower left in my tormented body. One step closer to the door. Another step. One step closer to eternal shame. Another step.  

“Good boy! Keep going. They are all eager to see my newest Steed! Come, be a good animal! Always remember. You are not a person. Good boy. And one more step. Good Horsey. And another one. Yeah, what a good animal you are!”

Animal—? Animal. She is right; I am an animal! I’m not! But if— I must be—. Animals don’t know shame. Yes, I have to be an animal! Until I can escape, I have to be an animal! Be an animal, Conrad! Be an animal! I hate it! I hate it! Be an animal! Argh!!!

Eventually, we passed the gate. The prying gazes of dozens of nobles greeted us. They oohed and aahed at my sight. Shame shot into my face. Fuck being an animal! Being presented like this was torment. Even fully intact with balls, this would be too much embarrassment to take. Without them—a pathetic gelding—why can’t I die from shame? Please!

Hands touched me. Explored the fur on my back, stomach, legs, and arms. Eventually, someone bravely grabbed my dick. Weighed it in his hands. Laughed. My tears dripped down onto the marble floor. Soon my asshole was probed by the fingers of those perverts. They all touched the scar between my legs. Oh Gods, please help! This can’t be true- This can’t be my fate!

Eventually, the Queen stepped in. “Alright, that’s enough. You all know how timid new animals are!”

Their laughter hurt, but at least the nobles stopped their groping and probing. What a bunch of perverts! And I’m their toy.

“Follow me, Horsey. Time to introduce you to your fellow steeds!”

We moved through the whole park. An unfortunately crowded park, with a gelded Horse as its main attraction! I must escape that place! I can’t take that! But I have to be patient! I hate that Squirrel! I hate that kingdom! But until a chance arrives, I have to pretend to be a good slave. Things get easier if she believes that I’m nothing but a broken, obedient animal!

“No, Horsey, that’s just inappropriate. Let us start your training right now! Your legs have to be higher. Try to reach your chest with every step. Hmm! Better. But no, you can do even better. Make me proud, my Steed!”

As if she hadn’t humiliated me enough today! Awkwardly with every step, my knees almost reached my nipples. That way, anyone who cared to look, which unfortunately appeared to be everyone, got a good glimpse of what didn’t hang between my legs anymore. Shameful! No! Animals don’t know shame! For now, be an animal, Conrad! You have to believe it! No matter the pain!

Eventually, we reached a stable. The odor of unwashed horses was unmistakable. Despite the smell, only three other bipedal Horses were there. To get this smell, they must be denied a bath for months or years! Each Horse was locked in its own stall.

One empty one remained. It didn’t take a genius to know who was going there. None of them possessed their balls anymore. Geldings like me! They all stared straight ahead. Did they even notice us entering? Did they not care? Did the devil of a Squirrel press out every ounce of vigor and willpower? Will this be my future? No! I have to escape! This is hell! And she is the devil!

My blood froze when the Queen approached the other side of the stable. On the wall hung a fourth Horse. They did crucify him in an “X” shape. Large nails pierced through his wrists and ankles. He blabbered incoherently. For how long was he there?

The Queen brushed through his sweaty fur. Even gave the flaccid cock some strokes. “Look there, Horsey,” she said to him. “That one down there is your replacement.” The crucified gelding lifted his head slowly and with apparent effort, looking at me with his broken eyes.

She approached me again. “You see him, Horsey. Good! He will serve you and all of you as a reminder. Never-try-to-escape! I’ll keep him alive to serve you all as an example! Be good animals and live. Be bad animals and suffer!”

I’m an animal! Shit!

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