Allison's Descent into Slavery Pt. 11

She pulled her fingers out of my cunt stating, "I need to give you some water so that you do not become dehydrated. Putting a water bottle to my lips she ordered, "Drink up," as I had one last drink before going on stage. She did the same for Lindsey and then we were off, walking down the hallway to the stage following her closely trying to avoid any misstep that would cause her to pull on our nose twitches.

We entered the "stage" (for want of a better name) with terraced seating in a horseshoe from our right to our front and then to our left. In the center was the breeding bench with tables set all around it. There were three terraced levels for seating above the floor seating giving everyone an unobstructed view of the breeding bench. On my right there was a long bench-like-built in table with chairs facing the stage. On the top level was the bar with room to mingle. To my front and left each level had what looked like U shaped couches with coffee tables for food and drinks in the middle. Looking up into the crowd surrounding me I now knew what it felt like to be a gladiator in the coliseum in Rome with everyone's eyes looking down upon you.

There were about one hundred and twenty people present with room for more. Naked slaves acted as waitresses with a couple of them orally servicing patrons. One woman had a slave girl under her dress while she chatted with her male companion. I noticed Rosebud off to my right on her knees orally servicing a customer. Her tail still tied in a stump as fluids dripped out of her just bred cunt. Hopefully she was not too tough an act to follow. There was a brand on the inside of her left buttock, right next to her anus, consisting of two intertwined horseshoes holding three stars. I recognized it as the badge of the Lone Oak Equestrian Academy that Dr. Allen had attended. I wondered if Dr. Allen had experienced the breeding bench here. Then the show began.

"Ladies and gentlemen, up next we have Spice and Daisy for their first time at the Breeding Barn. We have five stallions lined up to deflower these Breeding Barn virgins. These magnificent first day ponygirls just earned their orange plumes mere hours ago," announced Amy, while handing Lindsey off to a female slave handler while leading me around the stage holding the line with her left hand.

"Spice is a beautiful blue eyed, ginger haired filly with a nice well-formed breasts and sensitive nipples," proclaimed Amy, as she twisted my right nipple sending jolts of pleasure to my pussy while eliciting a happy neigh from me. Why am I so aroused by this situation?

Amy maneuvered me so that I was facing the breeding bench from the front of the stage with my back to the crowd. "Display!" she ordered and I complied. I was bent over head towards the ground with my hooved feet spread apart, my glistening pussy spread open in anticipation with the stump of my tail sticking up in the air. Then I dripped, yes my pussy dripped with two drops landing on the ground below me soon followed by another.

"This beauty has an incredible ass which is adorned with the badge of the Big D recently burned into her left buttock. Yes ladies and gentlemen, she is a hot to trot Sandy Foot Girl with a runny gutter. She is dripping wet suffering from Niagara Falls syndrome. Her juicy vag is begging for a stallion's shaft. We have an aquafina here, her pussy is so wet it becomes a natural spring," announced Amy working the crowd, as she ran two fingers through my pussy lips scooping up my moisture and held up her glistening fingers for the crowd cheering in response. "Just look at the spring water oozing from her well."

"Stand, turn around," Amy commanded, and I complied. I stood there trembling in anticipation when Amy ran her fingers through my pussy lips again, centering in on my clit. "Let's bring Spice's little pink diamond out to play," teased Amy, while she proceeded to expose and fondle my distended clitoris as the crowd applauded her efforts.

"Spice, are you ready to mount the breeding bench? Is your juicy Texas hot pocket ready to receive a stallion's large shaft?" she taunted, while massaging my happy button once again.

Deep in my slave haze I stomped my right hoof, tossing my mane while nodding my head, snorting with impatience and then loudly neighing in frustration as the crowd cheered. Little did I know that there were three big screen TVs behind me. One depicted Amy standing next to me, another showed my flushed face and the last was a close up of Amy's fingers lightly massaging my glistening enlarged clitoris with my own juices. I was easily recognizable, but appeared to be the horniest skank in Texas.

"I think Spice is ready to let it go in sixty seconds or less. What do you think?" Amy teased the crowd, eliciting cheers while others started chanting "Let it go, Let it go, Let it go," in response. What is she doing teasing me like this? Strap me on that damned bench. I could not believe how impatient I had become to be bred in my current state.

"Ok, I am going to ring her Devil's Doorbell and see who answers. Give me sixty seconds on the clock," announced Amy, playing to the crowd as she started in on me.

I let out a long neigh of pleasure as she diddled my clit. Amy was standing to my right front with her left arm around my back and her hand on my hip holding me up while masturbating me with her right hand. And did she know what she was doing. She had the fingers of a maestro playing my clitoris like a fine instrument. I was so ready to explode. Then my tail plug started vibrating, picking up intensity as it gingered my tail generating another painful burning sensation in my ass. The burning pain transformed into the pain/pleasure dynamic that I so craved when I had overactive slave heat. I was ready to erupt spewing hot lava out of the fiery volcano between my legs. The magma of my climax was building deep within my core bubbling up to the surface on the verge of overflowing into one massive eruption.

Next thing I knew they were playing the lines from the song "Let it go" sung by Princess Elsa in the movie "Frozen" as the crowd sang along. Am I really going to climax in public like this while a Disney princess sings in the background?

"Ok Spice, let it go, cum for me and just let it go you little fuck bunny," Amy the pony whisperer murmured in my ear, and I did. I let go of a massive climax trembling in a frenzy that consumed me. Neighing loudly to the heavens in pleasure. Yes, this felt good and I needed the release. I could not comprehend why my slave heat was so out of control.

"And there we have it. The call of the ponygirl. That's Spice letting it go in sixty seconds or less," proclaimed Amy, to the cheers of the spectators.

As my vision cleared I spied Daphne with an evil grin adorning her face while holding up her phone recording me climaxing for all posterity. Fuck! Amy led me to the side on trembling hooves, handing me over to the slave handler that held Lindsey, trading me for Lindsey whom she led out to center stage. The slave handler had me drink more water while I caught my breath, trying to calm down as my slave heat continued to smolder unsated

Amy introduced Daisy as a chestnut haired beauty that was also adorned with the Big D badge. The audience was in for a treat, two Sandy Foot Girls getting bred by five stallions.

This is when Beth Simmons struck. Standing up announcing that they were having a bachelorette party and requested the use of Daisy's tongue on the bride to be, as the crowd roared in approval. The bride blushed in embarrassment as her friends reached under her long sundress, pulling off her panties. One girl jumped up, holding in the air the baby blue laced thong panties that were pulled off the bride and then throwing them up into the crowd sitting behind them. The lucky guy that caught them held them to his nose taking a deep breath and then held up the panties in one hand giving the thumbs up with his other to the roar of the audience.

Amy quickly acquiesced to the crowd as Beth stepped forward taking control of Lindsey. Beth pulled out a small ponygirl twitch consisting of a twelve-inch-long handle with a cord at the end in a small loop. She proceeded to pull Lindsey's lower lip through the loop and then twisting it tight until it had a firm grip on the lip. Beth released the nose twitch and led Lindsey over to the bride using the twitch to control her. Lindsey was brought to her knees and led under the bride's sundress settling in between her child bearing hips when Beth twisted the twitch releasing Lindsey. In horror I watched this whole scene unfold before my eyes as Amy walked up to me.

"Ok Spice. Looks like you are up. I will stand next to you while you are orally getting to know your stallion and while he mounts you. Once mounted I will step away watching over you from a distance. After he seeds you I will return, checking on you and keeping you company until you are mounted by the next stallion," explained Amy.

I whinnied, nodding my head and stomping my right hoof impatiently.

"There are two ways we can do this. First I secure you on the breeding bench and release the nose twitch. For me to do that you will need to hold your head up so the crowd can see your face and also orally service the stallions. If you are uncooperative I will keep the nose twitch attached painfully holding your head up the whole time. Understand?" she asked.

I whinnied, nodding my head and stomping my right hoof. The earlier orgasm was just an appetizer for the main event. In my slave haze I was lusting for a seven course meal of horse cock as I started fidgeting, my loins aflame with need. Amy's fingers had been magic but I needed a cock, the real deal and we were wasting time.

"My, you're an impatient little ponyslut," cooed Amy, as she tried to calm me while checking my fluid levels with her fingers in my blast furnace of a pussy as I stomped my hoof and tossed my mane, whinnying in frustration. "You are still a sopping wet filly. Ok, let's go," as she pulled her fingers out my oven.

"Yeah!" I neighed loudly. Amy led me around the front of the breeding bench as I literally trotted in place causing my nipple bells to jingle. My nipples tingled in anticipation and my sex was on fire. I don't think I have ever been this aroused before. When we arrived at the back of the bench Amy guided me up to the frame.

"Mount," commanded Amy. I just stood there uncomprehending. My slave haze had eliminated my ability to reason as I just stood there like a brainless ponyslut in heat.

"Thwack," her hand slapped my buttock hard. "Don't get slave stupid on me. That means bend over onto the breeding bench, silly ponygirl," directed Amy, recognizing my current condition lost in my slave haze.

Duh, I thought as I quickly complied. Once bent over the bench she commanded "Spread," while nudging my feet apart until they were in position and tied down. A rope was attached to my armbinder pulling my arms up putting me into a supported strappado position while I watched Sofia bring out the first stallion. I had assumed that they would just walk the stallion up behind me and that would be it. Instead I had to wait, my slave heat smoldering in need while Sofia put on a show for the audience.

Sofia led the stallion named Goujon out using a horse twitch with the loop secured around the stallion's testicles. With a twist of her wrist she could tighten the loop around his balls in an extremely painful manner. By using this technique, she had extremely cooperative stallions. Sofia asked for a volunteer to lube the shaft. The girls from the bachelorette party squealed the loudest. Somehow Sofia maneuvered the stallion so that the bride was able to rub lube all over the stallion's shaft at the same time that Lindsey was licking her.

The bride-to-be had a distant faraway look on her face while staring at the horse cock in her hand as she gently rubbed lube all over it while playing with his piercing. It looked like she was in a slave haze all her own when suddenly her face flushed, body stiffened as her head rolled back a little and she moaned loudly all the while firmly gripping the shaft. The audience roared loudly at the wanton display as Lindsey's tongue found gold. One of the bride's friends had to gently but firmly pry her hand off Goujon's penis.

"Easy girl, Goujon will be here soon. You need to service him with your mouth before he mounts you," tutted Amy, as my impatience grew.

In my sexual euphoria I do not recall all that happened as I was focused on this horse cock which was standing up at attention when he strutted into view. Do not ask me the color of his eyes or hair. His cock however I can describe in great detail. The shaft was a little unusual in that the head of his penis did not have a big mushroom, instead it seemed small in comparison to his shaft which tapered out getting thicker towards the base. At first glance, he almost appeared to be uncircumcised?

What really caught my attention was the way the head of his penis was pierced. There were two barbells, one vertical and the other horizontal, sticking through the head. My first thought was "ouch" that must have hurt.

"You are in for a real treat. Goujon has a Magic Cross and those feel incredible. You will just love the way it enhances the thrusting sensations, especially on your G spot," Amy murmured in my ear, my aquafina overflowing onto my thighs.

Sofia pulled the stallion away from the volunteer and led him to the breeding bench so that he was standing in front. The glistening cock almost rubbed on my lips. Yum! I didn't need to be told to suck his cock. I eagerly reached forward as best I could, trying to take him in my mouth and he pulled back teasing me.

"Thwack." Sofia spanked him hard with her hand as the spectators laughed.

"Bad pony. No teasing the horny ponygirl. Gaujon, meet Spice. You get to take this Sandy Foot Girl's Breeding Barn cherry," teased Sofia as she slowly stroked his shaft. It was clear that Sofia really enjoyed her job.

Gaujon stomped his hoof on the ground, tossing his head letting out a loud neigh as I whinnied softly looking forward to wrapping my lips around that magnificent shaft. I am such a ponyslut. Licking my lips in anticipation.

Feed the filly your cock," Sofia directed, while Amy chuckled at my plight.

The stallion moved forward twisting to his right and then back slapping the left side of my face with his cock. He did it again, slapping the right side of my face before I successfully captured him in my mouth, grinning around my prize. I gobbled it down as he thrust it forward. Soon he had the whole thing down my throat as I struggled to get my lips around his thick base. Little did I know that there was a camera catching the view from below that captured his cock expanding in my throat. He started a rhythm fucking my throat that was quite enjoyable but not what I really needed. Thankfully, Sofia pulled him back. The cock popped out of my mouth. He was led around behind me.

"Easy girl, it will be any moment now," cooed Amy, as I whinnied in delight.

Suddenly, Amy jiggled my tail, turning on the vibrations which also ignited the intense pain from the paste. I gasped as the pain blended with the pleasure from the vibrations as I started moaning in need. I felt his cockhead rubbing along my vaginal lips, seeking the opening to my womb. When he found it, he thrust into my overheated loins as I neighed in delight. He was balls deep after three thrusts and I was whinnying happily. Then he really went to town on me, pounding me deep and hard.

Wow! Amy had it right. That Magic Cross really hit the spot. In my frenzy, I knew that Calum needed to get one of these so I could enjoy it every single day. Each thrust jiggled the plug, releasing more of the ginger paste into my rectum. By now the intense burn somehow just translated into more pleasure. I was transported by my slave haze into a euphoric state where only me and my stallion's shaft existed, erupting into a frenzy, loudly neighing to the amusement of the crowd. If my call of the ponygirl did not alert the spectators to my orgasm, the flashing red light above me announced my climaxes.

I do not recall how many times I came nor do I know if it was the ecstasy, my overactive slave heat, my slave haze or a combination of all of the above, but I rode a rollercoaster of climaxes one after the other. I suspect that red light was flashing more often than not as I existed in a female nirvana of orgasmic bliss. Alas, all good things come to an end and my horse cock attached to a stallion unloaded in my womb. He plunged it deep into me, holding it in place there, while depositing blast after blast of semen inside me before pulling out while Amy turned off the vibrations in the plug.

Once out he was led back up to my front for additional oral service. I do not know why but I wanted to suck on his slimy shaft, tasting the combination of our fluids as I cleaned him with my mouth. Looking forward I saw his cock still leaking semen. A strand started out as he lunged forward, once again missing my mouth only to rub his leaking cockhead from my ear to my mouth, leaving a trail of semen on my cheek. Once in my mouth I made quick work of it. I enjoyed cleaning him all the while savoring the yummy flavors until he pulled out and was led away as I chased his cock with my tongue and my loins burned for more.

Amy checked on me to see how I was doing. I nodded that I was fine and she gave me a quick drink of water while Sofia brought out the next stallion. Another volunteer came down from the bar area and greased his shaft. This cock belonged to a black stallion who was endowed with a large cock with a good sized mushroom head. His cock was not as thick as the base area of his predecessor.

"Semental has an Apadravya piercing. All your stallions are pierced today. The Apadravya, also known as the happydravya, stimulates the G spot, O spot and even the A spot in your vagina," cooed Amy.

A spot? O spot? What's that? I just learned I had a G spot a few days ago and now I also have an A spot and an O spot. Bring it on!

"This one will really hit your spots, especially with that big mushroom head," whispered Amy. "Get ready for the ride of your life."

Semental was all business immediately sticking it into my mouth and down my throat. For some reason I was really getting into sucking cock this afternoon once again taking his entire shaft down my esophagus as the crowd applauded my efforts.

Soon enough Semental was behind me rubbing the head on my opening while Amy once again jiggled my plug, turning on the vibrations while also redistributing the ginger paste. I now looked forward to the intense burning sensation when my body converted the pain to pleasure as I was impaled on the stallion's shaft. His piercing also fueled my pleasure as it stroked my G spot. Calum and I were definitely having a heart to heart conversation about piercing his cock like this, I thought. Semental expertly hit my G spot, A spot, O spot and every other erogenous zone in my vaginal canal. The orgasm rollercoaster ride began anew as I quickly attained a state of euphoria. My slave haze returned me to my paradise of joyous rapture until he too unloaded deep within me.

What is it with these stallions--are they marking me as their territory? This one rubbed his leaking cock on my forehead to my right down onto my cheek leaving another semen trail on my face before I licked him clean. I swear Semental uttered a laughing whinny while leaving his mark on my face. After being bred by two stallions my legs felt like jelly as I tried to stand, assisted by Amy and another stable hand.

Once I had my hooves under me I was led back into a corner to wait my turn with Viande. Oddly, my slave heat was not sated, leaving me wanting for more. Something was clearly wrong with me. Looking up towards Daphne she smirked at me, blowing me a kiss while holding up her phone in her other hand while my cheeks reddened in embarrassment. The stable hand gave me another drink while Lindsey was secured on the bench.