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Subject: {ASSM} The Beastiary
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Date: Sun, 12 Jun 2016 21:10:02 -0400
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The Beastiary
 
    What the day will bring not  worth thinking upon as I wrap the thin 
blanket around my naked shoulders and  body.  The strong wind blowing through 
the tunnels from the sea groaning  and moaning as it whistles through the 
vast caverns beneath the great City of  Mercantile.  Though a neutral city it 
is the most powerful in the  Lands.
    Looking in the dim light of  fluttering torches at my sisters as they 
shift restlessly in the early morning  air.  It has been at least a couple of 
months since we have found ourselves  prisoners beneath the city and 
citadel.
    We the warrior women once proud;  but now broken in many ways that go 
against our upbringing.  Just being  captured, even if by sorcery, has 
humbled us as much as our existence of the  past few months.  We have become 
active participants in  the gladiatorial arenas of Mercantile.  Known for their 
wide variety  of entertainment for all the peoples of the world, they offer 
combat of race  against race.  My sister's and I have acquitted ourselves 
well in head to  head combat or in team combat.  That is what we have been 
trained to  do.  
    The spectacle of watching us win  over and over again had become 
tiresome and so the location of the arenas have  been changed for those of us who 
have survived.  The novelty of us  defending the basis of our existence, has 
enthralled many who hate that we are a  Matriarchal Society and not only 
that; but devoid of men as viable part of the  society.  Men and boys are the 
farmers and tradesmen of our society; not  the warrior class.  And they live 
separate from women other then when  a woman desires the physical attention 
of a man, for pleasure or  reproduction. That was the old structure; but it 
has slowly  changed to a more normal society as women have taken men to 
their bed and home;  but still the warrior class is female. 
    Our change in status in the city  has become demeaning and humiliating 
as we were sent to another arena in another  section of the city.  Still as 
a team we were scheduled for "rabble  match."  The match, three of our women 
against twenty of the city's poor  and homeless people.  The main incentive 
that the men would be paid a prize  shared by the survivors.  
    Our goal to prevent the rabble  from gaining the prize strapped to a 
low wooden table.  Looking up from our  open arena, below the level of the 
city floor, the rows of people looking in  anticipation.  Gates opening as a 
stream of men pour into the  sunlight.  The overall look of the men not scary 
despite the odds, as they  are naked and the physical condition of each is 
well displayed.  Short and  tall, thin and heavy, their skin color as varied 
as their physiques; but they  are all human males.  
    Each sporting a short club of  wood forming a half circle as the three 
of us are backed in a smaller arc to  protect the low table.  
    Naked and unarmed the three of  us are still a formidable defense and 
offence if necessary.  The crowd  enjoying the sight of naked females, and 
even though we are not really beauties,  we are well toned.  Sun light 
reflecting off of our oiled bodies.  No  need for the moderator to explain what the 
rules are or whom we are, as our hair  is tied back so it doesn't blow in 
our eyes and the gleaming of our belly  button rings telling the story of our 
status.  The red cord blowing against  our left leg designating that we are 
not virgins.  Very few women past the  age of 15 are virgins as they have 
taken men to their beds.  Before that  age it is mandatory for a woman to 
abstain.
    The men slowly approaching,  closing the circle, cautious of our 
unarmed combat prowess.   The  crowd egging them on, and it will just take one man 
attack and the others will  follow.  Legs spread apart and hands at our 
sides as we await the first  close contact.  Looking into the eyes of the men 
and seeing fear and lust  and in a couple of the men a hidden look.  Judging 
them as they approach  and seeing that some of this rabble are most likely 
fighters or soldiers to  bolster the odds of this match.
    Reaching to my hands and  doubling up the leather straps attached to 
each wrist.  Matching straps  hanging loose at my ankles.  The first lunging 
man, easily disarmed and  thrown to the side with a hard blow to the head 
from my sister on the  left.  That was all that was needed to send the men into 
a uncoordinated  attack.  The pack of bodies serving us well as the men are 
unable to fully  swing their clubs and we beat back the first attack with 
no problems.  Two  men laying almost at our feet, writhing in pain on the 
ground.
    The next attack more coordinated  as the big bodied men throw 
themselves directly at us and the others  follow.  Hands and legs moving swiftly to 
take down and beat back the  attack; but all of us have felt the club against 
our flesh.  The men  darting in and out, the sun directly overhead taking 
away all shadows in the  bowl of the arena and the exertion causing us to 
sweat from the  exertion.
    Feeling a weakness, as the  images in front of my eyes begin to shimmer 
and I feel a lethargy in my body as  my movements seem to slow.  Coupled 
with that I am feeling a more intense  sensitivity to my body as just the 
brush of my arm or leg causes a tingling of  sensation on what it brushes.
    We have been holding the men off  for long minutes now and as we have a 
lull in action I turn to my sisters and  ask them how they are feeling and 
getting an answer similar to the feelings of  my body.  Parts of the body 
showing signs of swelling in reaction to the  ointment coating us.
    "Drugged!"  The word spit  out as we turn to meet the onslaught of 
bodies.   Our reaction times  slowing as we tire, trying to shake the feeling 
away and not able to drive the  men back this time as the weight of their 
bodies, take down one of my sisters,  unbalancing her and dragging her by the 
loose leather straps across the sandy  floor.
    Feeling myself teetering and  then my legs pulled from under me as I 
suffer a similar fate.  The sand  rough on my bare skin made more sensitive by 
the oil.  Looking up into the  melee of men as they drag me to a platform 
set with iron rings at the four  corners and raised from the floor of the 
arena.
    Still trying to fight as the  leather straps are secured to the iron 
rings and I am secured spread eagle on my  back.  The sky partially blocked 
from view as I look up at the circle of  naked men and their aroused penis'
    Feeling the first one enter my  vagina, parting the inflamed lips of my 
labia and filling the tunnel.  His  body laying across mine as he pumps his 
hips against my pubes and grunts and  groans to a release inside of my body.
    Hands grabbing my head and  pulling it back, pinching my nostrils and 
forcing my mouth to open to breath and  a cock pushed into my mouth.  Gagging 
at the nasty taste of the engorged  man meat and the smell of urine and 
unwashed body as he fucks my head with his  cock, using it as a vagina.  
    As I close my eyes, my view  of the upper stands of the arena and the 
gloating audience as I know we have  failed our sister.  My hard nipples and 
fat lips burning with sensation as  a series of men use my body to empty 
their seed into in triumph.  As I lay  helplessly secured to the platform, I 
hear the screams of pain  as other  men are deflowering our virgin sister.  We 
have failed in protecting her as  she lay bound helpless and spread open to 
be fucked by these  animals.
    Finally the rape has ended for  the four of us as the men have had 
their fill of our bodies and are more  concerned now with the bag of gold coins 
that are being divided amongst  them.  Most likely as survived to share as 
we were unarmed and then drugged  and not able to lash out fully to protect 
our sister and selves.
    The sun beating down on my  closed eyes as I squirm on the platform, my 
cunt lips swollen to a skin  stretching dark red as the lotion rubbed on 
our bodies continue to sensitive our  skins.  Feeling the soreness of my labia 
and thighs as lay exposed to those  above, a puddle of seed between my 
thighs, just wetting my ass cheeks.  
    My mouth bruised and tasting of  male sperm as I wait for release.  I 
can see each of my sisters are tied  down to a platform and our younger 
sister is laying, her body heaving as her  white cord is now daubed in red from 
blood and tied to her left leg.  Our  sister not allowed the ceremony of 
womanhood; but forced to become one with a  gang rape and failure by her 
sister's to protect her.
    The arena almost empty of people  viewing the result of the match.  The 
keepers coming in and two of them  taking the opportunity to use the bodies 
of my sisters before the guards escort  us back to our underground prison.
    The drug wearing off gradually  as we allow our sister to wash her body 
of the scum of the rabble as we  watch.  Our other sisters hearing of our 
tale of woe; but in spite of the  drugged oil, we have failed to protect.
    The rape of our bodies nothing  new since we have been in the prison; 
but till now our virgin sister's have been  respected.  The guards and 
keepers have taken us when and where they  wanted.
    Now since we have shifted from  the battle gladiatorial arena to the 
other arenas under the city used for  pleasure.  We are now quartered in the 
part of town that hosts the  whorehouses and taverns and shows to entertain 
the prurient interest.  The  rabble fight was just one of those shows to 
entertain.  Since then we have  been been used to fight to protect ourselves or 
restrained and allowed to  be raped, not only by humans and the allies of 
the Empire; but also by the  member nations of the Horde.  Being an open city, 
all may partake of the  prisoners if they are willing to pay the price.
    And many have taken my body  since the rabble match.  And that wasn't 
the last rabble match.  Males  of the human, dwarf and gnome race have used 
me and also those of the orc and  Minotaur and centaur and goblin race.  The 
bullmen and horsemen big cocked  in girth and length.  The goblins a 
swarming group of small creatures that  use their numbers to overwhelm.  They are 
disgusting and insatiable.   All of your holes and body feels used and nasty 
when they have  finished.
    But of the Horde races, the Dire  Wolves are the worse, as they have 
intelligence it seems; but they are still  like an animal.  It is no better 
then being fucked by a very large dog, as  they empty their seed into your 
body after they have knotted you as their  bitch.
    And the worse of all is that to  please their customers, the keepers 
have an aphrodisiac applied to a woman's  pubes, and asshole and breasts 
before sending them to whore.
    My shame is that I have had an  orgasm when being fucked by goblins and 
dire wolves.  An my body has  betrayed me to those watching as I moaned and 
writhed with  pleasure.
    The rapes I can't stop or the  whoring of my body; but I still fight 
not to orgasm to the delight of those  present.
    Where it was occasional, now it  is daily as more and more of the 
warrior women are now with child.  Since  we don't any longer have the herbs that 
kept us from becoming pregnant, those  who are fertile are hopefully 
carrying human children.  Orcs and dwarves  and elves have been known to mate 
effectively with human women.
    Being an older woman and never  having had a child or even a period in 
recent years, my chances of having a  child are very low.  I can't say that 
the opportunities are low as my body  has been the receptacle of sperm every 
day that I live.  Multiple times a  day I am fucked in my cell or in one of 
the whorehouses or arenas where  the battle and gang rape are popular with 
the masses.
    And still the rape is not the  worse.  Lead by a collar and leash, 
hands tied behind my back as I walk  the catacombed tunnels beneath the citadel. 
 Being lead by my slave  girl that accompanies me at all times.  
    Oiling my body with the drug  that keep me sedate or slows down my body 
functions.  Oiling my sexual  parts to make me more receptive and aroused 
for the pleasure of the users and  the voyeurs.  Feeling my body slowed even 
when not oiled and feeling my  labia and nipples swollen at the least touch.
    Walking down a section I don't  remember, the torches fluttering in the 
holders as we pass.  My cell just  another niche cut in the stone of the 
citadel, my clothing a thin blanket that I  wrap around me when alone.  
    When there are visitors, I am  tied wrist and ankle to the bars and 
displayed for looking at or touching.   Finding I can't keep from moaning with 
pleasure with just a little  stimulation.  And sometimes my keeper 
displaying my easy arousal with a  touch of her fingers or a phallic stick.
    The morning sun warming the air  as it now blows through the tunnels.  
The change in the air temperature a  signal that I will soon be required to 
service.  Who or what doesn't  matter, just that I will be the receptacle of 
sperm.
    The smell of wet straw strong as  is the smell of animal.  The leash 
tugging me forward and the expectation  of being bitch fucked like I have been 
for the last two days filling my mind  with fear and terror and excitement. 
  I have found that I crave the  dog cock filling my body and knotting me.  
My cunt lips already swollen and  aching and leaking my scent, as are my 
breasts swaying gently against my chest  and my nipples aching with pleasure 
with just a breath of air blowing across the  sensitive tips.
    Approaching the dogs cages and  hearing the whining of the huge canines 
as they catch my scent.  My hands  having been tied to the ground in the 
past as the dogs used me for their  pleasure and the pleasure of those 
watching.  Not even sure I would try to  pull away without being bound.  My 
resistance non-existent as I have been  broken by the continuous demeaning of my 
body and spirit.
    Passing the familiar arena of  the dog pound and moving along till we 
have come to another open arena.   Bars on the doorways as I am led docilely 
forward.  My keeper rubbing more  oil into my already swollen cunt lips.  
    Then taking a jar from another  slave and opening it to allow a foul 
odor to escape.  Her fingers dipping  into the jar and rubbing the thick salve 
into my ass crack and coating my cunt  lips.  Protesting as I try to escape 
her hand; but my pubes are now coated  with the foul substance.  
    The bars to doorway pulled  upwards and my keeper leading me into the 
bright light of the open arena.   A  low hitching post in the center of the 
bowl and being told to kneel my  lower body bent over the cross bar and my 
wrists and legs secured to iron ringed  pounded into the dirt floor.
    The stench of the salve strong  in my nostrils as I await.  My legs 
spread apart, exposing the swollen  vulva.  My nipples dangling beneath me as 
my keeper kneels alongside  of me.  Her fingers teasing the rock hard tips 
with one hand and her  other hand finding my engorged clit and massaging it 
slowly with her  finger.  My moans of pleasure soft and most likely not heard 
above me as I  look up and seeing a growing crowd.
    Finally a signal from above and  I can hear a gate rising and the 
approach of some smelly animal behind  me.  My chest heaving with excitement and 
fear as my keeper whispers  soothing words into my ear as she continues to 
massage my nipples and  clit.  My excitement high as I am helplessly 
stimulated and then feel  the animal rising up and laying on my back.  A thick cock 
touching the  inside of my thighs and then my handler reaching down to 
center it between my  cunt lips and I feel the huge prick filling my cunt.  The 
weight on  my back forcing my breath from me as the long cock fills my tunnel 
as the  hairy body jerks and thrusts it cock deeper into my cunt.  My eyes 
watering  as the long cock pushes the length of my cunt and then pushes at 
the opening to  my womb and wedges in as more of the monstrous cock is still 
outside of my  body.  
    The grunting and thrusts,  driving my body into the cross railing and 
bruising my stomach muscles as the  thrusting continues and my cunt throbs 
and contracts on the beastly cock with a  sudden and intense orgasm.  My moans 
of pleasure long and loud as I squeeze  at the animal prick.  
    My insides expanding as I feel  the release of the sperm into my womb.  
The amount filling my insides and  bloating me as I hang on the rail.   
Then the sudden uncoupling like a  plug pulled and a wash of fluid pouring from 
between my legs.  Not sure  what it is as I feel the liquid coating my 
thighs and spreading in a puddle  around my knees.  Gasping as the weight of the 
animal is lifted off of my  body and breathing hard.
    The grunting and the sight of  the boar filling me with terror again as 
I lay weak and spent.  My body  twitching as my handler takes another 
orgasm from my body, releasing  another flood of the giant pig discharge to the 
amusement of those above  me.
    Weak legged as I finally am  released and lead from the domain of the 
giant boar.  The scent of the pig  nasty as I feel the scum coating my cunt 
lips and crusting on my thighs.   That was my mid morning fuck.  After a 
washing down, lead to another open  arena and becoming the bitch again, as the 
wolves use my body for their  release.  Shamelessly coming on their cocks as 
they knot my bitch  cunt.
    Another washing down after a few  hours in my kennel arena.  Being lead 
to another arena and numbly feeling  the fingers rubbing more oil into my 
sore and well used cunt.  Trodding  behind my handler and  kneeling as a pony 
is lead into the center of the  arena.
    My handler crop in hand,  striking between my legs and instructing me 
to suck the equine cock.  My  freed hands reaching for cock head and sucking 
and licking it as I feel it  elongate in my fingers and the arm length penis 
dangling stiffly between the  ponies legs.  
    Then being lead to a small  narrow table and the pony lead over me and 
the cock pressing against my swollen  vulva as I grasp it and feel it being 
fed into my cunt.  The pony humping  it deeper and winching in pain as he 
jams it against my cervix.  My cunt  walls stretched wide and tight around the 
thick prick.  My body  rocking  along the narrow table as the pony fucks me 
from one end of it to  the other.  My whimpers of pain and moans of 
pleasure as the horse seeds me  with another quantify of seed.
    As the pony is lead away, being  pulled to my feet and secured again as 
I walk uncomfortably behind my  keeper.  Hearing the cries of, "Animal 
woman, and animal fucker ringing in  my ears."
    My cell comforting as I feel the  rawness of my cunt lips still bulging 
and bruised.  My cunt in spite of the  washings, smelling of foul scent as 
animal cum weeps from my  body.
    My dreams and nightmares are  similar as I fight as I was trained to do 
and I lose as the oils weaken my body  till I almost wish to lose and be 
used as a whore.  My sensuality is  awakened as my body is drugged.
    Finding that weeks of  entertaining the masses has given me a nickname 
of ridicule as those watching  the displays in the pleasure arenas now call 
me, "beast fucker or bitch  woman."  The canines seem to draw the biggest 
crowds, smiling to myself as  I have seen that with the dogs many women are 
watching and most likely wondering  about their own dogs.
    I have lost track of the variety  of beasts that have used my body and 
one time or another have given me an  orgasm.  Of course the aphrodisiac in 
the oil applied to my body for  sensitivity has had its affect in bringing 
me down to the level of a gutter slut  at best.
    The nasty goblins willing to pay  for my body, especially after a beast 
has penetrated my cunt and fouled me with  its discharge.  The goblins 
using me to the amusement of the passing crowds  above.  Still held in position 
for mounting and the swarm of goblins  do.  Using their clawed fingers and 
pointy teeth and long thin cocks to  penetrate deep in my pussy and ass and 
mouth.  My body usually scratched  and bitten and coated with their filthy 
seed.  They are the  worse.
    Glad that my sister's can not  see how low I have fallen and my fogged 
mind is not able to function to resist  the continued indignities.
    I have become sexual food for  livestock and the zoological beasts of 
the city and a thing of amusement.   The warrior woman servicing the beasts 
of the land.  It is rare that a  human male requests my body and in spite of 
the depravity my body is still well  toned and not badly proportioned or 
marked by my beastly encounters.   Centaurs and Minotaurs and Goblins still 
seem to be excited by the prospect of  using a human woman who cums on the 
cocks of beasts.  
    The Centaurs and Minotaurs have  enormous pricks horse and bull like as 
their origins would make you  believe.  A rabble fight for me as the prize 
has become an event for the  masses to watch sexually starved men gang rape 
a woman.  I resist as best I  can and then service the men after losing as I 
always do anymore.  The  smell and taste of the men worse then some of the 
animals.
    Today my handler has allowed me  to clean myself thoroughly, a rarity 
as usually I am allowed a sponge bath to  clean the scum of the previous 
animal from my body.  My mind wondering what  different encounter brings on this 
special privilege.  Padding barefoot  through the underground halls and 
realizing that I am being lead to one of the  larger rock hewn amphitheaters.
    My eyes drawn to the barred gate  as my handler moves me to an alcove 
and rubs the oil into my labia and  breasts.  Standing in place as my body 
undulates under the ministrations of  her fingers as they slip into my vagina 
and her thumb rubs my clitoris to an  awake state.  My nipples aching as I 
whimper as she rolls one then the  other with her fingers.
    A quick orgasm courses through  my body as I cum on her fingers.  My 
musk permeating the small niche as I  hear the snickering of the guards as my 
moans of pleasure swell louder in the  echoing corridor.
    "There my love, you are primed  and smell so like the slut that you 
are."  Feeling a warm feeling as her  words make me blush and tingle with 
pleasure at the same time.  I am truly  broken, longing for the touch of my 
handler, a woman I would have physically  broken in seconds.  Now I would grovel 
for her attention and  praise.
    A small jar of salve opened and  the scent foreign to me as she rubs it 
liberally over and in my vagina and  ass.  My body still glowing from 
recent orgasm as she leads me into the  light of the noon time sun.  The oval 
bowl of the arena bright and lined  with people as I look up.
    The crowd, beginning with their  ribald jeering and comments as I stand 
facing the opposite gate.  The  watching the iron bars rise slowly and 
stepping from the opening is a naked  man.  
    He is a tall man with muscles  rippling on his body as he slowly walks 
into the sunlight.  His head  covered with stripes of color alternating, a 
muted orange and black as is the  tattooed stripes covering his body.  My 
eyes looking from his face to his  muscled body to the aroused organ between 
his legs.  The cock normal; but  for the shaft, covered with barbed fleshy 
growths pointing down the  shaft.
    The affect of the oil already  sensitizing my skin, my grease oozing 
from my walls.  The sway of the man  size cock hypnotizing as I try to raise 
my eyes.  His hands reaching out  and pushing my shoulders downward till I am 
kneeling in front of the tigerman,  his cock brushing my cheek, the barbs 
not sharp; but dimpling my soft  skin.  Reminding me of warts; but pointy 
ones.  His hand pushing my  head back bending it upwards to look at his face 
and the faces of those behind  him high in the rock tiers.
    The tip pressed against my lips  and parting them as I feel the head 
and then the barbed tip enter my  mouth.  My lips pursing around the shaft, 
feeling the uneven flesh as he  pulls my head tight to his groin.  Smelling 
the musk of his body as my  tongue licks around the pointy bumps.  Hearing his 
soft groan and then  feeling his cock pulling back, the barbs dragging on 
my lips as he holds the  head in my mouth.  Then his hips pushing forward 
again to bury his cock in  my mouth and his tight ball sack bouncing against my 
 chin.
    Fear still as he pulls back and  then pushes into my mouth again.  The 
barbs uncomfortable as I try to seal  around his cock and suckle it; but 
they do not pierce my skin as they pull  through the flesh.
    My tongue teasing the tip of his  cock, wondering if there will be a 
difference in ejaculation and more wondering  what this cock will feel like in 
my cunt.   His hands pulling my mouth  off of his cock and then on my 
shoulders forcing me to the ground on all  fours.  The man walking around and 
then pushing my legs further apart and  pulling a long moan from my lips as he 
pushes his cock into my wet pussy.   The bumps feeling a little different as 
he buries his cock deep and holds his  groin to my ass.  I can feel the 
shaft pulsing inside of me as I lower my  head to look at the ground as I have 
done many times before and wait for the  fucking to begin.
    Eyes opening as he pulls back  and the barbs of flesh drag along my 
silky walls.  The pointy flesh  massaging the walls as he pulls out and then 
shoves back in again fast and  hard.  My walls squeezing at the bumpy shaft as 
my mouth opens and I drool  as the shaft drags the length of my cunt and he 
pulls out, his cock slick with  my grease.  Walls squeezing as he swipes 
his fingers along my slit and  presses them into my grasping cunt.  Mewling 
softly as his firm digits  delve deep and then slid out of my tunnel.
    Then eyes going wide as he  quickly presses them again my rose and 
pushes one then two digits into my  ass.  My ring clenching on the fingers as 
his fingers wriggle inside of my  body.  Then feeling his fingers slip out and 
I feel the head of his cock  against the entrance and his bodies weight 
pressing the tip into my ass and then  the shaft and the pulpy barbs.  My eyes 
going wide as he buries his cock in  my ass and then scream with the 
sensation of his barbs pulling at my slick skin  as he draws back.   My body 
shivering as he thrusts in again and then  draws back.  My knees and hands 
trembling to hold me upright as he fucks  slowly then faster and finally pulls my 
hips tight to his groin.  His heavy  balls emptying into my bowels as I feel 
drool leaking from my open and keening  mouth.
    My chest heaving from the effort  and a sheen of sweat coating my body 
as I kneel trembling beneath the man.   I can feel his cock swelling inside 
of me spurting his seed in jerks. I can feel  his cock spraying along the 
valley of my ass cheeks and wetting my back with  long strands of white cream 
as he pulls out of my needy cunt.
    His hand reaching to pull at the  braid in my hair, lifting my head to 
face the opening from which he walked out  into the arena.  A savage growl 
from deep in his chest to show the arena  his conquest or so I thought.  An 
echoing deeper growl from the darkness of  the open gate and then in a slow 
stalking movement, a tiger steps from the  shadows into the sun.  The 
magnificent beast a covered with bright  golden/orange stripes alternating with 
snowy white.  
    My eyes wide as I watch the  ponderous approach of the huge cat.  
Thinking to myself that I am going to  die finally.  I can feel the cock of the 
tigerman twitching on my ass  cheeks as the beast growls deep again. The 
stands silent
    I can almost feel the vibrations  of the approach in each settling a a 
huge paw on the floor of the arena.   The tigerman holding my head up to 
watch the feline move not in a direct path,  but almost stalking as it weaves 
back and forth and prolongs the short trek to  the center of the bowl.
    The tiger man standing up and  walking around to my head, my hair braid 
still in his grip as he leans over and  speaks softly, "brace yourself 
woman my pet needs a mate."  The meaning of  his words dawning on me as I can 
now as I catch the smell of the giant  cat.
    The growling of the beast as he  circles me and the strong scent that 
was placed on my genitals before this  session telling me that I have been 
marked with a female tiger scent.  The  man kneeling now on the floor and 
pulling my head to his groin and partially  erect penis.  Forcing his cock into 
my mouth as the tiger approaches and  sniffs at my cunt lips and then 
quickly lifts it heavy paws onto my back.   My arms straining as the cat presses 
it's hard prick against my labia and  spreads them apart with a quick hard 
thrust.
    The size of the tiger prick much  larger then the man, as the animal 
rams it hard and deep into my cunt with one  thrust of it rear haunches.  
Burying it to my womb entrance and  deeper.  My mouth screaming silently around 
the cock in my mouth.  The  man pulling his cock free and the half scream 
fills the arena as I kneel in  shock the cat cock sheathed in my stretched 
cunt.
    I can feel my walls grasping the  barbed shaft, feeling the dimpling of 
the hard meaty barbs against my walls for  a moment.  And then screaming 
loud, drool slipping form my lips, as the cat  pulls his cock back and my 
walls are massaged by the blunt barbs as the cock  pulls back.
    Without the support of the man  in front of me my upper body collapses 
to the ground, my face and breasts  rubbing into the sandy floor with each 
strong thrust of the feline  impaler.
    In all of my animal couplings I  have never felt my cunt so sensitive 
as the barbs dimple the silky walls and  press at the nerve endings.  My cunt 
squeezing on the hoary cock and  rippling and contracting hard.  My body 
shuddering in one orgasm after  another as my new master drive me insane with 
pleasure.  My loud moans and  whimpers filling the still air with the 
pleasure of that cat cock as it drives  hard and fast in my cunt, destroying my 
will and turning my body into a messy  spasming lump of woman flesh.
    My eyes closing as I taste the  sand in my mouth and my nipples drag 
over the fine sand, rubbing a layer of  flesh and making them more sensitive 
as my body quivers and convulses on the  impaling prick.
    Collapsing totally under the  weight of the animal and feeling the 
spurt of its seed in my body and a loud  gasp of relief or distress as it pulls 
out of my cunt and I fall totally  disjointed into the sand.
    The tigerman rolling me over to  lay on my back, my cunt leaking gluts 
of tiger cum and my insides still rippling  with the twitching of my cunt on 
the emptiness of my nasty hole.  My  whimpers continuing to fill the stands 
as my body twitches and jerks  uncontrollably as the man and beast stand 
over me.  After a few more jerks  of my hips into the air, I fall into a faint 
to the roar of the audience  above.
    My handler kneeling by me and  applying an open jar to my nostrils to 
awake me from my faint.  Helping me  to sit up on the sand and finally after 
some sips of water, kneeling then  standing, leaning against her as I 
stagger weak kneed from the arena, a spasm  rocks my body.
    The smell of the tiger and my  nasty cunt strong in my nostrils as I 
sniff.  My body feeling like its  insides have been pulled out of my cunt as I 
can feel the soreness and still  sensitivity of my labia as I walk back to 
my cell.  Falling into a deep  sleep and waking to my handler bathing me.  
My nipples raw from the rough  sand; but my cunt swollen and bruised and 
sensitive to her touch as she swipes  her fingers into my cunt and my body 
reacts with a contraction, pushing out more  of the cat seed.
    The woman lifting her fingers  and pressing the seed to my mouth, 
feeding it as a mother to a child, as my lips  and tongue clean her fingers of 
the spunk.  As I so often have done in the  past, tasting the seed of the 
beasts and creatures that have used my body for  their pleasure.
    My mine reliving those brief  minutes of coupling and my cunt jerks 
again as I remember the feel of those  barbs massaging my walls as the cock 
pulled back.  Closing my eyes as I  whimper with pleasure and my handler 
slapping my cunt lips.  
    A smile on her face as she knows  that I have come to enjoy being a 
beast slut or just a slut.  I am docile  now laying on my stone bed and the 
woman removing her loin cloth and pressing  her cunt onto my face and forcing 
me to give her relief as she sprays my face  with her cum.  Feeling the 
stickiness coating my face and her musk flaring  my nostrils.
    The result of my tiger fuck  causing a stir in the city as the prurient 
population desire more of  this entertainment.  One of the cities  most 
famous courtesans having a special showing and herself as the  participant and 
finding that a ebony leopard caused her to beg  and scrambling from 
underneath as the sensation of the barbs overwhelming  her.
    Bestial sex is not for all and  others have tried the large cats and 
found that they could not last long enough  under the beast to bring them to 
orgasm.
    My services in demand as the  private houses in the pleasure district 
to rent me from the city to provide  entertainment.  The black leopard a much 
smaller cat compared to the tiger;  but the prick though smaller also 
barbed and causing me to come hard and long on  that cock.  Helpless in my 
orgasms as I writhe and scream and leak the  fertile seed of the big cat as he 
pulls free of my quivering  body.
    Wooden replicas of cat cocks  including subdued blunt barbs all the 
rage as the penis is thought not only to  unable a woman lots of pleasure; but 
also to make a woman more fertile.  I  can understand my screams and 
incoherent babbling making them think the pleasure  part; but I am as barren as 
ever, whether from any male, be he human, of   the Empire, the Horde or and 
other intelligent species and including an  innumerable number of the animal 
kingdom.
    Those women brave enough to try  a big cat bragging of their sexual 
prowess and that includes many women of  status whether married or not.  And 
anyone brave enough to milk a big cat  can make much gold from selling the 
seed from the animal to those men and women  willing to try it to increase 
their pleasure or fertility.
    In the months since my first  tiger encounter the city has profited 
very nicely in shows sponsored by them or  renting me to others be it public or 
a very private.  I am sure I  would be greatly amused at the ignorance of 
the upper class, as women have even  paid to lick the dripping cream from my 
pussy after a  performance.
    Cats of all sizes have buried me  under their hairy bellies and seeded 
my pussy.  Lions and leopard and  panthers and of course the tiger.  Though 
I have received much pleasure at  the cock of all of those  felines; none 
have destroyed me sexually like the  tiger did in our first meeting.
    As I have said, I would be  amused if I could fully realize how stupid 
the masses can be; but being in a  drugged state of mind and body I have not 
been able to intellectually enjoy the  humor and more then physically have 
enjoyed the pleasure of the  situation.
    Like a brood mare, the city has  kept my body busy servicing all those 
willing to pay.  Whoring for all if  they have the gold or influence to make 
it worthwhile. More exotics added  to the menu of male varieties that have 
used my body.  Though I am owned by  the city, I have my own private body 
guard as well as my private handler.   My value as a commodity is worth more 
then my value as a person it  seems.
    You name the male animal and  someone has offered to pay to watch it 
fuck me.  When it is thought to be  too dangerous to risk my body, then the 
offer is rejected.  If it seems  possible or near possible, then the price is 
commensurate to the risk.  The  snake men being an example of this risk.  
Again, who knows how they have  bred to become who they are.  The huge 
constrictor snake and the snake man  amusing an audience in the great arena, where 
most often I am displayed for a  handsome profit.
    Most times the novelty to the  crowd as they are not told what they are 
paying to see is a surprise to me  also.  My keeper judging the timing as 
she swipes the special oil on my  vulva and nipples and then the peculiar 
musk for the animal that is going to  breed my body.
    No special scent as I am lead  into the arena, my eyes downcast as the 
yells of the crowd fill my ears with all  of the nasty words to describe me 
and what I am for my bestiality.  My mind  alert enough to wonder if they 
know this wasn't something I willing did; but  something that was forced on me 
or more correctly forced into me.  And  secondly if what I am doing in the 
arena is such a repugnant act; then why is  that person paying gold to view 
it.
    Looking up and seeing a man  sitting on a table in the middle of the 
arena and my eyes going wide as I see  the snakes on his body and covering the 
ground around him.  The man in just  a loincloth, as I look to his face and 
eyes and meet the lidless stare.   Hisses issuing from his lips and the 
writhing snakes cease moving.  
    Terror filling me as I can  identify a number of the serpents around 
his feet and know they are  venomous.  Others are constrictors and vary in 
size.  I am not good  with snakes, and never have been even as a warrior.  
    Now as a broken slut even my  training to obey and allow, can not keep 
me moving forward as my bare feet have  become rooted in the warm sand.  
Already whimpering, as I am shoved  forward.  Not a whimper of pleasure; but 
one of fear and dread.  The  man standing to meet me as I approach and kneel 
in front of him eyes  downcast.
    I can feel the urge to piss  myself as I await his pleasure and feel a 
sanke placed on my shoulders and the  serpent forming a collar around my 
neck.  The head of the snake rising to  stare me in the face.
    Pulling me to my feet and  leading me to the low table and forcing me 
to lie on my back as now a series of  snakes are slithering over my body and 
touching the oiled parts and in spite of  my fear, the contact causing the 
sensitive flesh to swell into long hard nipples  and fat ripe cunt lips.
    Tears forming in my eyes and  weeping down the side of my head as I 
feel a snake slither over my partially  open slit and then over my taut belly.  
The man sitting me up and then  taking thin constrictors and wrapping them 
around one breast and the other, the  snakes tightening around the soft 
flesh and pushing the small mounds out in dark  round orbs.  The tips of the 
snakes tongue sliding out and flicking at the  hard nipples as he presses me 
down on the table again and then wraps a large  constrictor around my belly.  
The large snake tightening its grip and  securing me to the table as it is 
wrapped twice around me and the table.   My hands as my sides locked in place 
as well.
    I can feel my nipples aching  with pleasure as the snakes continue to 
tease with their forked tongues.   Another is moving up and down my slit, 
forcing the walls apart as it also has  been trained well and it tongue is now 
flicking at my clitoris that is small but  exposed to the whip like lashing 
of the forked tongue.
    My soft moans quickly louder  ones and then whimpers of pleasure as I 
feel the head of a snake nudging the  opening to my pussy.  Trying to raise 
my head to look over the snake  wrapped around my belly as the man uses other 
constrictors to bind my ankles to  the low table, keeping my legs wide 
apart and exposed.  
    Hearing the gasp of the people  above me in the stands.  Watching the 
man appear over the top of the huge  fat python and then feeling him crawling 
unto the table between my  legs.
    In spite of the pleasure from  the tongues of the small vipers, my fear 
that one move or twitch of my body will  cause them to strike with their 
fangs and deadly venom.   Wanting to  close my eyes and blot out the sight and 
feel of the serpents, but seeing  them  with my eyes closed as biting and 
swallowing my body  whole.
    My eyes opening again to a worse  horror as the man rears up on his 
knees on the table. His cock weaving and   swaying as only a snake might, as 
the mouth opens on the triangular head and  hisses a warning as the tongue 
slips out to test the air.
    Wanting to faint away as I watch  the snake head dip and feel it 
pressing against the fat lips of my cunt.  A  scream of horror as the snake head 
pushes against the lips and finds entrance  into my wet cunt.  My legs 
tensing and hips pushing up as if to force the  snake out of my body.  My 
breathing labored as my heart beat races and the  flat triangular head enters fully 
and pushes undulates into the dark cavern  cunt.
    My insides forming around the  snake and then feeling the head wiggling 
as the it opens inside of me and the  forked tongue flicks into the 
entrance of my womb.  My skin crawling on my  belly as I can feel it twitching as 
the snake wiggles again.  The man fully  laying on my body and alternating 
with his small snakes at flicking his forked  tongue over the rock hard 
diamond tips of my nipples.
    My whimper a long drawn out keen  of terror, rising in crescendo as the 
snake man rolls his hips and  the snake feels like it is coiling and 
uncoiling deep in my  body.
    "Please, please, I am going to  cum and squeeze your snake inside of 
me, please don't make it, let it bite  me."   Tears of horror wetting my face 
as my head moves side to side  and I await the sting of the fangs digging 
into the softest tissue of my  cunt.
    My cunt contracting hard as my  insides shudder with a long orgasm and 
then another.  The man fucking; but  his snake cock undulating against my 
walls with the tongue flicking again and  again.
    My eyes going wide as my ass  cheeks lift off the table despite the 
coils of the huge python.  A loud  scream of release and my cunt it twitching 
and spasming hard as the fucking  snaked moves inside of me.
    The scream of pleasure echoing  off the alls of the arena as my body 
writhes uncontrollably till the snake man  lifts from between my legs.  His 
snake cock spitting globs of sperm up my  body and onto my face as I shudder 
one more time in a quick hard orgasm.  
    The man hissing and the snakes  encircing my body and breasts and neck 
sliding to the floor of the arena.   His snake headed prick waving in front 
of my eyes and then wiping the tip on my  mouth lips, tasting the musky 
liquid as he gathers his nest of snakes and   moves from the arena.  My body 
still jerking with shudders of fear and  pleasure.
    Feeling the comforting touch of  my handlers fingers as she brushes 
back to damp hair from my face.  Careful  not to touch the drops of snakeman 
cum as it puddles and beads on my face and  breasts and pubic area.  Another 
puddle seeping from my cunt  as my  legs are still twitching in painful 
spasms.
    My eyes closes as patrons of  this session come down into the arena and 
pay to lick the snake cum from atop my  body and for the slutty ones, from 
between my legs.  My lower body  quivering with sensation as the soft female 
tongues clean my folds and my keeper  massages my clit to cause more 
contractions and push out more of the snake  juice. 
    Eyes opening for a moment as a  woman kisses my lips and licks off the 
not so venomous discharge.
    Then feeling a large man between  my legs and pulling them apart as he 
fucks into my skanky hole.  His  discharge mixing with the residual snake 
cum as I walk with trembling legs back  to my cell.
    The tigerman and his lovely  beast have returned two more times to play 
to the crowd and I am allowed the  role of understudy as the massive beast 
bows me to his will and then turns me  into a mewling mass of quivering 
flesh.  One of the cities top whores tried  the tiger as did a rich merchant's 
wife and they both begged there way to  freedom after less then a minute of 
coupling.  But they did take that huge  barb covered cock; before they mind 
and body overloaded with sensation.   Luckily that their pleas to get them 
free were louder then their cries of  passion and terror.
    The beast walking around with a  raging erection till I was brought 
into the arena to release his built up  sperm.  Thought the tiger is huge, both 
long and thick and barbed, he is  not interested in continuing when he has 
seeded his female.  The session  was not as satisfying as he creamed my 
insides and then pulled out, leaving me  shuddering and begging to suck his cock 
and make it hard again.
    Instead they brought in a couple  of huge hounds to silence the bitch 
and leave me unable to move on the hot  sand.  The heated granules burning my 
skin as my ultra sensitive nipples  are raw and cause me to jerk up trying 
to escape the continued  stimulation.
    This time carried from the  arena, draped across the back of an ass, 
led around in a circling procession and  then down to my cell to be ministered 
to and healed by my keeper.
    My life a multiple of male  couplings occasionally fulfilling as when 
one of the beasts master me  totally.......and I scream my passion out to the 
watching crowd.
    
     
      
    
    
    
    
    
    
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