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Shayne pushed the handcart through the lobby and onto the elevator. Luggage had been loaded onto it for the equine bellhop to deliver to a room on one of the upper floors. Right in front of him dangled the tag off one of the bags, with the name Viola Knowles inscribed on it.

He met Miss Knowles briefly in the lobby, noting to himself that she had quite a lot of luggage for such a little mouse traveling alone. She had been friendly, there was an air of sophistication around her, but she had spoken to Shayne in a pretty flirtatious tone, though he got the impression she probably talked to most men that way.

Still, it felt good to be looked at so… desirably. Though the tall, trim racehorse was no stranger to catching people's gaze, especially in the well fitted bellhop uniform that complimented his figure so well.

When the elevator reached its intended floor, Shayne pushed the handcart down the hall to its destination. Using his employee key, he opened the door and made his way inside.

It was as he was rolling the cart over the threshold of the door that the pile of luggage shifted. When Shayne realized the bags were going to fall he reached out to stop them, however in his attempt to prevent the slow, gradual fall of the bags he all but smacked the case on top and caused it to fall the other way much more violently than it previously would have.

The case, an older styled trunk, landed right on its corner. Shayne didn’t know if the latch simply came open or broke from the fall, because once it sprung open he was far too distracted by the contents to take note of the trunk’s condition.

Leather straps, gags, handcuffs, rope, butt plugs, vibrators, even a riding crop! It was a perverts treasure trove and just about any implement of kinky pleasure you could imagine was somehow stuffed in this box. But what really got Shayne’s attention was the gigantic silicone replica of a horse’s phallus that hit the floor with its own heavy thud as soon as it sprung free from the box.

He was entranced by it, thinking back to the size of the rodent who owned it. Could she actually fit such a thing inside of her? There were no other dildos among her collection of debauchery that he immediately could see.

“My my, this is quite the invasion of my privacy.” a high pitched voice spoke out from behind Shayne.

The equine tensed up and spun around, seeing Miss Knowles standing in the doorway.

“Uh, ma’am! I-it was an accident, I am very sorry about th-”

The mouse raised a hand and shushed him. “I understand… men are always curious about a lady's private dealings.”

“Ma’am, I didn’t-”

She just kept talking, not letting him get an explanation out.

“But, I think we can keep this little… indiscretion between ourselves. So long as you agree to do everything I say.”

She took the door hanger that read “Do not disturb” from its resting place on the interior door knob, moving it to the exterior and shutting the door.

Shayne stood there, stunned for a moment. It took him a moment to process that this little mouse was actually blackmailing him for, presumably, sex.

He looked her over, she was a shapely and attractive mouse. Short, even for her species, with a voluptuous, bottom heavy figure, she was a shortstack among shortstacks. She had a sensual face with piercing, deep crimson eyes and a head of scarlet hair pulled up into braids to match. The blackmail was hardly necessary, but something about that shift in power dynamic from what the equine was normally accustomed to was… alluring.

“Well… uh… I suppose I could do that, ma’am.” he eventually said.

The mouse shook her head. “No, no no.” She walked over to him, putting a finger on his chest. “It’s ‘Yes, Mistress’. None of this ‘ma’am’ nonsense. You refer to me as Mistress, or Mistress Viola. Understood?”

She practically had to stand on her tippy toes just to put her finger on his chest, yet somehow she had Shayne completely flustered.

“Y-yes Mistress.” he said, his voice cracking.

Viola smiled.

“Better. Now, as cute as you look in that uniform… I’m going to need you out of it before we can begin.” she explained.

Shayne nodded. “Yes, Mistress.” he said, as he began to pull off his shirt.

The mouse did the same and Shayne slowed down as his eyes fixed on the mouse disrobing right in front of him. She started with her black jacket, carefully folding it and setting it to one side before moving on to the next article of clothing. Slowly she pulled herself out from her dress, which went down to just above her knees and was mostly black with red along the sides. Shayne blushed as he realized Viola did not wear underwear, the only thing she wore resembling undergarments was a pair of black stockings that her thighs bulged slightly over, which were being carefully taken off as well after gingerly removing her black high heels.

Her fur was perfectly white, in stark contrast to Shayne’s own jet black fur that covered him from mane to hoof.

She didn’t seem to notice, or care, that Shayne had only managed to remove his shirt in the time it took her to undress entirely. Instead she pulled one of her bags from the cart and opened it, while Shayne was still pulling down his pants.

She pulled out a few shiny bits of clothing, latex gloves, stockings and a corset.

Shayne was a little impressed by her flexibility as she got the corset on and zipped the back up on her own with little trouble. Then, she pulled on the elbow length gloves, followed by the thigh high stockings. The way her previous stockings caused her thighs to bulge was nothing compared to these tighter, less flexible stockings, as her thighs were given a muffin top effect.

By the time she was done with that, Shayne had finally gotten around to pulling down his boxers, revealing his semi-hard horse cock. It was pink with black mottling, not too dissimilar from her toy, which had brown mottling.

“Mmm, horses really are my favorite. This is going to be a very special night for the both of us.” Viola teased, finally turning her attention back to Shayne. Her voice almost seemed shaky, like she was going to burst from sheer excitement, a reverse of the cool and sophisticated demeanor she had earlier. Meanwhile her eyes traveled back and forth over every inch of the stallion’s body.

“Get on the bed.” she finally ordered. “All fours. We have to get you tacked up.”

Shayne’s heart began to beat a little faster. He knew what she meant and he had never been tied up before and the prospect excited him. He was big and strong, being helpless was not something he ever really had experienced.

“Yes, Mistress Viola.” he said, climbing onto the bed and getting on all fours as ordered. It was a twin bed meant for medium sized species, so the equine took up quite a bit of its space.

Viola meanwhile retrieved things from her overturned trunk. Once she found what she was looking for, she walked over to Shayne with a handful of implements, setting them down on the edge of the bed in a small pile.

First was leather cuffs she affixed over his wrists and used to chain him to the bedposts. He could still keep his hands flat on the bed and hold himself up, but there wasn’t enough slack for him to bring his hands together underneath himself.

Next was his legs, not only did she cuff them as well and chain him to the bedposts, but she took a long length of hemp rope, skillfully binding his legs together. This time there was no slack at all and Shayne tested the strength of the bind to find his legs completely immobilized.

The equine's heart rate rose again. She could do anything to him and he would be powerless to stop her. His thick shaft was growing erect as this reality set in.

The whole time she was tying him up, she kept whispering little affirmations to him. “Such a good pony.” she would say. “I’m going to ride you all night long.” she added. “You’re the stallion I’ve always dreamed of.”

It was obvious from the way she spoke that having her way with a stallion was a long held fantasy for her, bordering on obsession. There was a little worry he might be about to stick his dick in crazy… but the time to back out had long passed and there was no way in hell he wasn’t going to see this through. He just had to know what she had planned for him and he equally needed to know if such a little mouse could actually take him inside of her. He had no doubt he would know the answer to that question soon enough.

The next thing she put on him was a leather harness over his torso. Leather straps and buckles let her adjust it to his size, as well as ensure she didn’t need to slip it over his arms or legs, since they were already bound to the bed. Once it was on, he could feel some strips of dangling leather brushing against his thighs, but thought nothing of it.

Once the last strap was secured, the mouse retrieved one last item from the edge of the bed. This one went over his head and it didn’t take Shayne long to figure out what it was. It was a bridle, complete with a bit that she slipped into his mouth, serving the same function as a ball gag might.

With that last bit of gear in place, Viola hopped down off of the bed. She returned to her trunk, this time putting something on herself, sliding it up her legs. Shayne’s eyes widened as he realized what it was, watching her pick up the gigantic silicone horse-cock and slide it through the metal ring fixed to the front and fastening it down to a snug fit.

The strap-on looked almost comical with such a large endowment attached to her small body. She picked up her riding crop in one hand and a bottle of lube in the other before returning to the bed.

Shane was breathing heavily, he didn’t expect to lose his anal virginity tonight… but given the circumstances he found himself in, he probably should have realized this was a likely outcome. Well… in for a penny, in for a pounding.

Setting the crop down on the bed, Viola squirted some lube on her fingers and began to work the slick fluid onto and into Shayne’s inexperienced hole, giving it a nice light coating before doing the same to the faux-penis she wore.

The dildo was big and intimidating for sure. But Shayne reckoned he wouldn’t have to be too worried about the size, it was about as big as his own shaft and if this mouse could potentially take something like this… surely he could too?

He hoped.

The blunt tip was pressed to his tailhole, the flared head making initial penetration more difficult than it might be for a more rounded or pointed cock.

“Be a good pony for me and relax.” Viola gently said, steadily applying more and more pressure until finally…

It popped in.

Shayne groaned out against his bit as his asshole was invaded by the replica horse cock. As soon as it was finally inside, the lube helped it glide deeper inside with much less resistance.

Having his tailhole spread so wide was both painful and uncomfortable for the first timer, not unbearably so however and soon it would be pushed from his mind. There was something else as the dildo invaded deeper, he could feel intense spikes of pleasure as his prostate was stimulated. It felt good… amazing even. Enough for him to be almost entirely distracted from the discomfort caused by his lack of practice.

Shayne’s grunts and groans were interspersed with moans, higher pitched and a little more effeminate than he was prepared to hear come from himself. His cock twitched with every pleasured sound that escaped his gagged maw.

“That’s it. Feels good doesn’t it?”

Shayne couldn’t answer properly, but he grunted and nodded his head. It was a hell of a way to discover that he was particularly sensitive to anal stimulation, it felt way better than could ever have imagined.

“Good, good. But, don’t you dare cum. You need to save every drop of your seed for your mistress, once I am done riding you… then you will ride me. Understood?”

The horse nodded again, though as Viola began rocking her hips back and forth, sliding the dildo in and out of his inexperienced hole, massaging the walls with its silicone shaft, he realized this may be easier said than done. She wasn’t even all the way in! She had stopped halfway and began fucking him. Slowly at first, gently rocking back and forth, but that changed, as Shayne’s moans turned to needy whimpers, she began to fuck him faster, harder and eventually, deeper.

Then, the riding crop smacked him across the ass. He had forgotten about it, the strike came as a surprise, earning a muffled yelp from the equine. The impact stung, pain so casually inflicted on him while he was helpless, at her mercy.

It turned him on even more. His cock twitched and throbbed, but he dared not cum. He felt a compulsion to obey, but he also deeply desired to see her follow through on her promise, he wanted to feel what such a small cunt felt like stretched around his shaft.

When he felt the mouse’s hips collide with his ass, Shayne didn’t expect to feel a little pang of pride. He had taken it all on his first time. Of course that wasn’t quite as impressive as it could be, he was three times larger than its owner. He wondered if maybe he should get a dildo for himself after all this… it felt so good, he couldn’t deny this was awakening something in him. Maybe something even bigger… dragon sized perhaps?

Another crack of the riding crop and Viola’s hips beginning to move again snapped him out of those idle thoughts. She was fucking him like a stallion in rut now and Shayne had to devote every bit of mental power to not blowing his load all over her bed sheets.

His moans and needy whimpers grew in intensity, until he was a whining, whimpering and moaning wreck. The rooms of the hotel were reasonably soundproofed, but Shayne had no doubt if this bit wasn’t in his mouth, he would be audible two or three rooms over, easily.

Just when he thought he wasn’t going to make it, that he was going to disappoint his mistress and by proxy, himself, she slowed down, sliding the toy out and leaving Shayne feeling strangely empty. He was breathing heavily and his whole body was tense and trembling.

That didn’t last long though, unbeknownst to him she was simply removing the toy from her strap on harness, before driving its length right back into his well-used tailhole. He whined and his cock throbbed, but he kept himself from going over the edge then and there. She tugged at a couple straps on the back of his harness, crossing them over his ass and ensuring the toy wont come back out before she moved away.

“Such a good pony.” she whispered, running fingers over Shayne’s side. She slipped the strap-on harness off of herself and then she slipped down onto the bed and crawled beneath the equine.

Shayne had to turn his head completely upside down to see her, their size difference meant she disappeared completely under his torso. She spread her legs and grabbed Shayne’s cock, her fingers unable to wrap more than halfway around his girth. She brought his needy flared tip to her equally needy sex. Shayne couldn’t believe how wet she felt.

“Stick it in, stud.” she commanded.

Shayne couldn’t move much, but he could thrust his hips. With a hard thrust, he felt his cock slip inside her tight confines, already feeling like her sex was squeezing his cock like a vice even with only a few inches inside.

“Whoa.” she said. It was not an exclamation, but spoken softly but firm, like she was speaking to a riding horse. Shayne obeyed, stopping his thrust.

With him inside of her, she lifted her legs up and pushed them through those little straps Shayne had felt earlier.

It was a pair of loops for her… she tightened the straps, securing her legs and attaching herself to Shayne’s harness. Like a pair of stirrups they seemed to be there to keep her “in the saddle” so to speak.

With the riding crop in her hand, she had to reach around, but with a practiced flick of her wrist, she swatted Shayne’s ass again.

“Giddyup.” she called out.

Shayne bucked his hips, driving more of his cock into her and driving the mouse into the bed as his weight bore down on her. With her free hand she grabbed onto his harness tight.ly When she didn’t call out for him to stop, he kept going, driving inch after inch of equine dick into her tight hole. It was like a magic trick, where was all that cock going?

“Oh god… the real thing feels so much better than my toy.” she muttered out.

Well… there was a thought that was going to sit in the back of Shayne’s head given recent revelations about his body.

But for now, he focused on just how good the mouse’s slick passage felt. It was incredibly tight, but not painfully so. It was a snug fit he had never experienced with any other woman.

The whole time the mouse let out soft gasps and moans that increased with frequency the more of his cock was stuffed within her.

Shayne was shocked when he bottomed out, she really was able to take all of him!

He stopped, holding himself inside her like this for a few moments. Partly just to bask in the moment, but also because he knew he wouldn’t last long if he didn’t stop to rest. Between the tightness of her pussy, the edging he had already gone through, and the toy buried in his ass, was already reaching the tipping point again.

His mistress however, wanted more.

“I-I’m your mare and you’ve been put out to stud. Now rut me!” she commanded with another thwack of the riding crop. Her voice was shaky, out of breath, not surprising as she had over a foot of horse cock buried inside of her.

So close to the edge, he realized the gradual approach wasn’t going to work, he wouldn’t have enough left to give her the pounding she clearly craved if he paced himself, he had to choose between being the candle that burned twice as bright or twice as long.

She wanted a rutting? He would give her a rutting.

His hips pulled back, sliding a few inches of stallion meat free, before he slammed it right back in. Like he was a well oiled fucking machine, his hips moved like piston repeating that motion over and over, jumping immediately to fuck her as fast as he could.

She cried out, moaning, screaming, howling with pleasure. Sometimes he even forced a cute little squeak from the mouse, no doubt the dominant rodent was embarrassed to make such a noise, but it amused and pleased him to know he was pushing his mistress to such heights of pleasure that she was losing her composure.

Shayne grunted and groaned, screaming out against his bit as he tried to keep from cumming. No doubt she could feel the way his cock was twitching and throbbing inside her, the way her walls were hugging his shaft, nothing it did could go unfelt by the mouse.

Suddenly, her hips tightened against him.

“Yes! Yes! Finally! Cum inside me, stud, I want your foal! Get me pregnant! Breed me!” she screamed out desperately.

This snapped Shayne back to reality hard. Her desperation sounded so genuine… Was she serious? Wait… was she fertile right now?

Fuck… he was so close. Shayne jerked his hips back hard, trying to pull out, he was not interested in becoming a dad, especially with a stranger! Good sex or no, this was too far!

But he was gagged, he couldn’t communicate with the mouse that he wanted to stop, only scream uselessly as he already had been doing before, his words becoming indistinguishable with his near orgasmic grunts. His bonds were too strong for him to break out of and the harness… as he tried to pull out of the fecund mouse, he stayed firmly inside of her, dragging her hips upwards instead until he reached the ends of his limited range of motion.

His violent jerking to pull out pushed the mouse over the edge as she cried out, cumming on his cock. The walls of her exceptionally tight pussy squeezed his cock even more tightly as her body quivered and trembled.

This was too much and it was too late for the equine to do anything else to stop it. He moaned out against the bit in his mouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing as cum exploded from the tip like a volcano of jism. Cum flooded the mouse's womb, drowning her eggs in a tidal wave of seed. All that edging had done its job, his orgasm was bountiful, making Viola’s belly expand, stretching her latex corset out as she was pumped full.

As his climax abated, Shayne went limp atop the mouse, pinning her underneath his heavy body. He breathed heavily, clarity slowly returning to his brain.

“Good pony…” Viola groaned out in a satisfied huff. “I’m going to get so big with your foal in me.” she mused, mostly talking to herself at this point. She had dropped the riding crop and now both hands were idly rubbing her bulging belly.

Fuck… she had been serious, this mouse really was crazy about getting knocked up.

She reached up to undo the straps on her legs, but as soon as she did, Shayne reared back before driving his cock into her again.

The mouse gasped in surprise, a soft squeaky moan escaping her muzzle.

“H-hey! What do you think you are doing!?” she exclaimed.

He was still hard and it wasn’t like she could get more pregnant. Surely she might enjoy two… maybe three more rounds of being ridden by her “pony.”

Yeah, Shayne figured, that sounded nice. He began to really hammer his hips into her, keeping her pinned to the bed beneath him. Of course since he already came once, it would take him a while longer to cum again… but he was sure she wouldn’t mind.