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The Sorceress and the Horse Man's Cock
by Slave To Magick (magiker@gmail.com)
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This is a fanfiction set in the Sword of Truth setting,
a Mord-Sith decide to share her pet sorceress with a man
who have been turned into a horse. (FF, nc, rp, tor,
anal, bd, sci-fi)
***
Author's Note: This is a fanfiction set in Terry
Goodkind's Sword of Truth setting. I have no rights to
this setting and this fanfiction is just written for my
own amusement and nothing else. All honor to the man who
actually made this wonderful setting.
***
The D'Haran general was tall and once he had probably
been handsome but war and age had robbed the beauty from
his gruff, leathery face, the old soldier's look however
was of little consequence, he was a skilled military
commander and that was all that mattered and Mistress
Umira had no problem showing her respect for the general
by tapping her closed fist to her heart as she stood
before the man in his hastily erected command tent.
"You wanted to see me General Hassenmar."
The young Mord-Sith said as her large brown eyes met the
officer's blue. Anton Hassenmar nodded.
"That I did Mistress Umira, have I understood it right
that you own a sorceress from the Midlands as a pet."
Umira raised and eyebrow but she nodded.
"That is correct General, her name is Milda and I caught
her near our borders about three weeks ago, why are you
asking? Are your bed getting cold on these long nights
of campaigning my lord?"
The Mord-Sith asked, after all why else would a D'Haraen
general ask about a captured, broken girl with magic if
not to as if he could warm his cock and bed with the
girl, to Umira's surprise the gruff old officer just
laughed.
"Tempted as I might be to partake of the pleasure your
pet might offer I am a married man and I will not betray
my wife of twenty years just to empty my cock in a
filthy magic user's hole."
Mistress Umira nodded approvingly.
"Your wife is a lucky woman to have a faithful husband
my lord General, far to many D'Haran soldiers forget
their families back home when out serving our empire on
campaign, I have to confess that I am confused though,
why have you summoned me here to ask me about my pet if
not to bed her?"
The general smiles as he leaned back in his rickety old
chair.
"I do not wish to bed your girl Mistress Umira but I
have someone else who do. As you know we have been
having some difficulty breaching the Midlands defenses
at the Maridon pass, well my men have found an informant
willing to betray his homeland and give us the
information we need to achieve a decisive victory and we
need to offer him every comfort to be sure he decides
that serving the interests of D'Hara is his best
option."
As he spoke Anton Hassenmar bridge his strong but
slender fingers and tapped them against his lower lip in
a thoughtful manner.
"There is a complication though, this informant is not
exactly normal so I will not send a true born D'Haran
working girl to serve him, I might not have the greatest
respect for whores but there is a limit to what I would
do to them, also our guest have a grudge against magic
users, especially Midlands ones so I thought offering
him sorceress would be the best option."
Umira's brown eyes never left the general's blue stare
as he spoke.
"Well you have me intrigued General, my property off
course is to your disposal, however if you do not mind
me asking, what is it about this informant of yours
which makes him unsuited to get pleasure from a
prostitute, is he some sort of magical creature?"
Anton Hasenmar nodded as he stood and begun to lead the
young Mord-Sith out of his tent.
"In a manner of speaking, his name is Darion Tamin and
he was a military commander in one of those small
Midland nations I never can remember the name of. Now I
do not know the whole story but at some point Master
Tamin was accused of some serious crime and a Confessor
was brought in to determine his guilt or innocence. Now
our informant informed his jailors that he would prefer
an execution to have his mind rendered to mush, which
any sane man would, but his wishes was not respected and
he was Confessed."
The general glanced at Umira as he walked beside her
across the well ordered army camp and the Mord-Sith had
to fight to suppress a shiver, she did not want to
appear weak in front of General Hassenmar and all his
men, but Confession was one of the few things that
frightened her. Mistress Umira swallowed hard then she
asked in a voice as steady as always.
"You have me confused again my lord General, what
possible use could we have of a Confessed man? He will
only parrot whatever the woman who destroyed him tells
him to say."
Hassenmar nods as he moved towards the outskirts of the
bustling camp and headed towards where the supply carts
and horses was kept and eventually stopped before a
beautiful, night black war horse.
"You are right Mistress Umira, a Confessed man would be
of no use to us, but Darion Tamin is no longer a man. It
is a custom in the Midlands that when someone is
Confessed and shown to be innocent they are offered the
chance to be turned into animals. A Confessed human
turned into a beast retains their human intelligence and
in such a state they get back some of their free will,
it is the only thing that can be done for someone who
have felt a Confessor's touch."
Umira's eyes brighten as the realization of what the
General was saying dawned on her and the old soldier did
not have to utter his next sentence for the Mord-Sith to
get what was going on, none the less the General
indicated the large, black stallion and said.
"Mistress Umira meet Darion Tamin."
Twenty minutes later Umira was again walking through the
busy, D'Haran military camp listening to the fighting
men talking and laughing. The sound of soft footsteps
followed the Mord-Sith as she made her way through the
mass of rowdy men, little Milda hurried after her
Mistress, the sorceress' green eyes focused stiffly on
the ground before her, the slack of the leather leach
that connected her collar with Umira's belt kept even
the way her Mistress preferred. Mistress Umira suddenly
stopped and looked at the frightened you magic user,
Milda was short and slender with jaw length, dark brown
hair and large dark eyes.
"You have been a got pet girl. I wanted you to know that
in case you die tonight."
Umira said in what was supposed to be a comforting tone
but all the words accomplished were to bring terror to
the young sorceress' eyes.
"Thank you Mistress."
Milda muttered as she shivered, she did not know what
her owner planned to do with her which could end in her
death, but she knew it would not be pleasant.
"You will be getting a rare honor for a worthless magic
user like you girl, you will get to play an important
part in ensuring D'Haran victory, now come along."
Mistress Umira said and continued to walk towards the
outskirts of camp, it would be a shame to lose the young
magic user so soon, with some care and attention the
girl could probably be made to live a few months at
least and it would be boring on this campaign without
someone to torture, but Umira was still proud that she
could be of service to her homeland.
"We have an informant we want to secure the loyalty of
Milda my sweet."
Umira purred as she found a cart of a fitting height
lead her pet towards it.
"And you will help by providing him pleasure, no lay
down over this cart and stay still."
The Mord-Sith said and smiles to her nervous property
though she felt herself getting wet between her thighs
from the look of despair in the sorceress' eyes, the
girl hated to be raped.
"Unfortunately for you this informant is a Confessor's
victim turned into an animal, a stallion to be precise
and he will be enjoying your holes tonight."
Umira continued as she secured her pet to the cart with
thick, rough rope.
"No... please Mistress I beg you, don't do this to me."
Milda sobbed as she begun to resist her bindings.
Mistress Umira felt her excitement growing at seeing the
little magic user's panic but she still would not
tolerate bad behavior from her property so she flicked
her Agiel up into her fist and drove the leather
artifact into Milda's ribs making the sorceress howl in
agony.
"Did I not tell you to be proud of the service you will
be providing D'Hara tonight?"
Umira said sternly as she gave the young sorceress
another jab of her Agiel when the girl did not reply
fast enough.
"Yes Mistress... forgive me Mistress!"
Milda sobbed and Umira gave a cruel smile.
"Then let me hear you beg for it slut, like I said it is
a honor for a dirty magic user such as yourself to be
allowed to be instrumental in D'Haran victory, and yet
you do not sound grateful, do I need to punish you to
make you realize how lucky you are?"
The sorceress wept pitifully but what else could she do
but lower her gaze and mutter.
"Thank you for letting me serve D'Hara Mistress, please
let me take horse cock in my holes Mistress, I want it
so much, please let me be used to give this horse man
pleasure, please Mistress."
The Mord-Sith enjoyed the sound of her pet begging to be
raped by a horse but she could not resist another cruel
smile.
"Good girl, off course you will have to get another hour
of training tomorrow as punishment for being such a
slut."
Milda sobbed louder and Umira laughed at the girl's
humiliation.
"Well I will go and get our guest, but are you not going
to thank me for the punishment you will be getting
tomorrow?"
The Mord-Sith asked as she tapped her Agiel against
Milda's naked left butt cheek drawing more screams out
of the broken sorceress.
"Thank you for punishing me for being a slut Mistress."
Umira grinned as she ran a glowed hand down the helpless
girl's slender, bound body, Milda looked so beautiful
bent over a cart like this with her round bottom
sticking up in the air ready to receive Darion Tamin's
oversized cock.
"Good girl, now try not to die when your holes are
ripped by our honored guest, I have more torture in mind
for you little one and I would be very disappointed if
my fun was cut short."
Mistress Umira pureed then she left the terrified, young
magic user to go and tell Darion Tamin that the night's
entertainment was ready.
It was strange to hear a human voice come from the
large, black stallion, but Mistress Umira did not let
her surprise show on her face as she lead Darion towards
her bound pet talking about loose and fast as she did
so, Master Tamin must have been an interesting man
before his Confession as he seamed both funny and
intelligent.
"Ah what a charming story Master Tamin, you have to tell
me what happened to the Duchess' pearls sometime."
Umira said as the horse man finished talking about a
scandal at some court or another.
"Well in either case we are here, you see that girl over
there. I tied her down for you so she is all yours for
the evening."
Darion turned his large head to look at Milda and his
approval could be clearly seen as his huge member
emerged from his groins. Umira had to keep herself from
gasping, the horse man's cock was the biggest she had
ever seen, and that was while it was still placid.
"My my Master Tamin you are well hung, please allow me
to help you get ready."
The Mord-Sith said as she bent down and ever so gently
begun to massage the horse man's oversized penis, as it
grew in her glowed hands she was not able to wrap her
fingers around it and the whole thing reached from the
tip of her finger to well above her elbow and ended in a
mushroom shaped disc wider then her hand.
"The girl is beautiful, which hole may I use and I have
to warn you there is a good chance I will harm her, I
like to make sure these Midland bitches scream as I take
them."
The horse man said as she cock grew even harder and some
precum begun to seep from the oddly shaped head.
"Milda is yours for the night Master Tamin, you may use
whatever hole you desire and I would be disappointed if
she did not scream. I would prefer the girl to survive
but if you wish to fuck her to death that is your choice
as well."
Umira said then she smiles.
"Now I do think you are nice and hard now, do you want
me to help you into one of my pet's waiting fuckholes?"
Darion blew hot air out of his huge nostrils and nodded.
"I would like to fuck the sorceress in the ass please."
The horse man said as he rose up on two legs and put his
front hooves on the cart for support and pressed his
cock towards the whimpering sorceress asshole ready to
mount her.
Mistress Umira pressed two fingers of each glowed hand
into her pet's tight asshole and begun to pull it open.
"Ah the ass, a great choice Master Tamin."
The Mord-Sith cooed as she heard her pet moan in pain as
her asshole was stretched, she was quite pleased, if
Darion had decided to fuck Milda's cunt the girl would
have died, the length of that rock hard horse cock would
have ripped her apart inside, in the ass chances was the
sorceress would still die but now at least she stood a
chance. As soon as Umira had managed to open her pet's
asshole up a little she placed Darion Tamin's huge
cockhead against the girl's red little rosebud and said.
"You can penetrate her now Master Tamin."
The horse man wasted no time to do as Umira said and he
stabbed his hips forwards and drove his huge, mushroom
shaped cock past Milda's sphincter, ripping it open in
the process, the sorceress howled in agony as blood
started forming around the half emerged horse cock in
her ass.
"Ahh she is so tight, I am going to rip this girl good."
Darion moaned then he gave another powerful thrust
forward and this time he buried his swollen cock in the
sorceress' anus. Milda screamed again and her eyes
looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets,
her small hands opened and closed rhythmically against
the horrid pain in her anus. The young sorceress' ass
was not trained to take something so big but that
mattered little, the horse man was so strong that his
cock just ripped past any musculature that objected to
his intrusion.
"Mistress it huuuuuurrrrts!"
Milda sobbed and Mistress Umira grinned.
"Good I like to see a magic user suffer and this is just
the right use for a whore like you, do you like to have
horse cock up your rear my sweet?"
The broken sorceress knew what her mistress wanted to
hear and even as she screamed again when the horse man
in her ass pulled out a little and then rammed himself
back into her anus she started mewling.
"Yes... arrghhhhhh... Mistress... I... I...
ammmmghhhh... love... horse... cock.... aaaarghhhh....
errrghhhhh!"
The rest of the girl's words was unintelligible as
Darion Tamin begun to fuck her anus at an amazing speed,
going balls deep in the sorceress's ripped up anus with
each powerful thrust. Milda's screams filled the entire
camp fro the horribly painful but short fuck for soon
the horse man made a low sound and then he pulled out of
the destroyed asshole, blood and com dripping from his
cock. Milda did not seem to notice that the huge cock
was gone from her ass as she was still screaming at the
top of her lungs.
"That was wonderful, thank you Mistress Umira."
Darion Tarmin said in a satisfied tone of voice.
"It have been long since I have enjoyed ripping apart an
anus quite so much, you can tell your general I will
give him the information he seeks."
Umira smiles and patted the magnificent horse on his
neck.
"I am glad to hear it Master Tarmin, I am sure General
Hassenmar will be pleased, now please let me show my
appreciation for your cooperation by having my girl was
your cock, it is only right after all, she did get it
dirty."
Darion's large, brown head bobbed up and down in
approval of the leather clad woman's suggjestion.
"Off course Mistress Umira it seems only right that the
whore clean up her own mess."
The horse man said and with that the Mord-Sith whent to
cut her still hysterical pet loose from the cart.
"You did well my dear, now you have to wash Master
Tamin's cock and thank him for using you."
Umira said sternly and Milda was to overwhelmed by pain
that she could do nothing but weakly nod, she did not
even seam to care about the humiliation right now, all
she wanted was to avoid more torture.
Milda was not able to stand to her Mistress had to help
her down on the ground, the girl's ass was spewing out
huge amounts of sticky white horse cum and blood and she
moaned in pain as she knelt under the large stallion.
"Now lick him clean Milda and remember to thank him for
using your dirty, worthless hole."
Milda had no strength left to protest so she just begun
to lick blood, shit and horse cum from her abuser's huge
cock stopping ever now and again only to desperately
mutter.
"Then you for fucking my dirty whore hole Master."
The helpless sorceress moaned as she sucked and licked
the horse penis clean, when she was done Milda collapsed
to the ground, in to much pain to move anymore. Mistress
Umira smiles as she collected her worn out pet and
tossed the blood and sperm covered sorceress over her
shoulder.
"Well then Master Tamin unless you require any further
services I will take my property and get her cleaned
up."
The horse man bobbed his head again.
"No I require nothing further tonight Mistress Umira,
thank you again and good night."
Later that evening Umira sat with her now sleeping pet
laying across her lap as she gently washed he girl's ass
with warm water. Milda was terribly thorn up but at
least the bleeding had stopped so unless she got an
infection she might live. The sorceress' sphincter had
several deep gashes and there were tears and cuts
further in as well, the outside of the girl's asshole
was blue and bruised and Mistress Umira did not think
the girl ever would heal completely.
"Ummm...hurts..."
Milda whimpered in her sleep and Umira sigh as she
worked with the bloodied wash cloth.
"All is well my pet, I am just tending to your wounds,
you should sleep it will be better in the morning."
The Mord-Sith said in a surprisingly kind tone of voice,
she needed the girl calm if she was to live and the
leather clad woman wanted the girl to survive, if she
died now she would not get to see the young sorceress'
anus plowed by Darion Tamin's massive cock again, and
that sigh was definitively something it would be a shame
just to experience once.
"Sleep well my pet, there will be more pain soon, but
just for now you may rest and know that you are safe."
Umira put the soiled wash cloth away and carried Milda
over to her bedroll and laid down holding the wounded
sorceress in her arms.
"You did well today Milda, you did well."
Umira muttered and then she fell asleep, dreaming
sweetly about magic users with their tender asses
impaled on huge horse penises, ah such delightful dreams
a Mord-Sith could have, such delightful dreams indeed.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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