Jeremy Ch. 4

Slowly and apparently with some difficulty, Harold relentlessly drove his shaft inch by inch into Helga's tightly resisting anus. Helga squealed loudly in protest at each thrust as she felt him penetrate deeper, ever deeper into her ass. Dignity cast aside, Helga trembled as she knelt helplessly beneath the thrusting stallion, moaning as she endured the seemingly impossible stretching of her plundered anal passage. Due to the length and girth of Harold's mighty cock as well as Helga's unexpected tightness, it took a great deal of time before Harold managed to fully sheath himself inside her. At last however, the deed was done. Almost as if out of compassion, Harold rested a moment allowing the quivering she-troll beneath him a chance to accommodate and get used to the feel of his massive horsehood buried deep within her.

Jeremy realized his mouth was agape and closed it with a snap as he continued to stare in amazement at the scene before him. He felt more than a slight twinge of pity for Helga as Harold resumed the ravishment of her asshole with long, in and out, plunging thrusts. Helga's squeals of pain and outrage gradually ceased and were replaced by a quieter groaning. Her head hung low in submission and her hands no longer scrabbled frantically to escape as the stallion forcefully continued to have his way with her.

Standing next to Jeremy and Maude, Emmi chuckled and murmured, "It would seem that Helga's gotten a lot more than she bargained for. Jeremy, thinking this a bit of an understatement, didn't reply. Both of them glanced up sharply, momentarily taking their eyes off of Helga's predicament, at the sound of a shout.

"Hey there! Here now, what's all this?" a huge, obviously male troll called out as he came rushing up to them.

"Hello, Holgar." Emmi calmly greeted the twenty-foot tall husband of Helga. "Allow me to introduce my companion, Jeremy"

"Hello Emmi, Jeremy" Holgar replied. "Sound asleep I was, hmmm… when all of a sudden the most awful shriek, hmmm… woke me up sudden like… hmmm, came near to wetting meself, I did."

All at once, Holgar finally seemed to take notice of Helga and Harold. "Helga! …What for trolldom's sake are ya doin' to that poor horse, hmmm?" Holgar asked.

"Help!" Helga cried out as Harold continued to thrust into her.

"Come, hmmm…on out from under there." Holgar demanded.

Somewhat belatedly, to Jeremy's thinking, Holgar suddenly appeared to realize that his wife was in the midst of being rather vigorously sodomized by the stallion.

"Hmmm now…Helga, what in the sacred bottomless pit, hmmm… are ya doing with a horse dick up yer bum, hmmm?" Holgar asked, gazing in consternation at his wife. "Help!" Helga weakly gasped, as Harold pounded her up the ass

"Since Helga seems to be a bit occupied," Emmi offered helpfully, "perhaps I can explain the situation, if you'd like."

"Hmmm…yes, that might hmmm, work I suppose, hmmm…" Holgar responded.

"Help!" whispered Helga whose asshole was still quite full of horse cock.

"Well, it all started…" Emmi began and she proceeded to explain the entire situation from beginning to end, or a least up to the moment. "So…" Emmi concluded, "if Helga had kept to the deal that I made with you the last time I passed thru, you need never have been woke up."

"Hmmm…I see." Holgar said looking grim. "A deal is a deal, hmmm…and should be kept, hmmm…especially as my word means a great deal, hmmm… to me. Can't imagine hmmm…what she, hmmm…was thinking of…hmmm." Holgar reflected.

"Ya know," Holgar leaned over to Jeremy and Emmi and said in a low voice, "As long as I've hmmm…known Helga, not once, hmmm…not one single time hmmm…has she ever let me near her hmmm…bumhole with this." Holgar gestured vaguely in the direction of his flaccid but nevertheless sizeable eighteen-inch penis.

"Help?" squeaked a barely audible Helga, sensing the end was near.

And indeed, Harold, with a final mighty lunge that buried his giant prick to the hilt in her bowels, began to ejaculate. Helga felt the stallion's cock grow impossibly even larger as he spurted deep inside her. She felt the heated liquid splash into her as she received a horse sperm enema that she would forever remember.

Pulling his mighty hose from Helga's widely stretched sphincter with an audible pop, not unlike the sound of a cork being pulled from a bottle of champagne Harold dismounted his newly conquered troll-mare. Helga immediately rolled onto her side, grasping her sore bottom with both hands. Jeremy could see her hugely distended anus gaping open as horse sperm began to gush out in torrents. It dripped between Helga's clutching fingers to the ground. Helga felt herself unplugged and wide open to the rush of cool air meeting the wetness now able to flow out of her.

Holger spoke to Helga, "Well, wife hmmm…have ya finished yer hmmm…tomfoolery with the horsey, hmmm…?

Head down, Helga whispered, "Yes dear."

"I think hmmm…we need to have a hmmm…private chat, hmmm…" Holgar continued speaking as if he hadn't heard her, "about why hmmm…ya dinna feel obliged hmmm…to honor my dealings with hmmm…others."

"Yes dear." Helga softly answered, still staring at the ground, face hidden by her hair.

"And furthermore, hmmm…" Holgar continued as he began to walk away with Helga limping quietly behind him. "Now that hmmm…the horsey has opened the hmmm… way, so to speak, hmmm…I dinna think in future, hmmm…ya'll be refusing me yer bum, hmmm…" His voice trailed off as they passed over a small hill, but Jeremy thought he might have heard her muted reply, "Yes dear."

A snail-like trail of glistening horse sperm reflecting the afternoon sunlight traced the path they had taken and was the only evidence they had ever been there. Obviously, Jeremy mused their encounter had left Helga a much chastened troll.

"Jeremy!" Emmi repeated, finally getting his attention. "I think it's time we thanked the horses and sent them home to Matty. The afternoon is wearing on and it wouldn't hurt to get to Riverdale a little early as we've still a need to find accommodations for the night."

So, having said farewell to their mounts, with a special thanks to Harold for paying their bridge toll, they set off. Jeremy hitched his pack a little higher on his shoulders and hand in hand Jeremy and Emmi crossed the river span taking the road to Riverdale.

To be continued...